It was a summer day in August. The rays of the sun, depressing the shutter persistently through the cracks, the president interrupted night's sleep. He got up earlier than usual - a few minutes after eight. Niestroniący from the sun, the cat, in contrast to his master, on a hot wygrzewał parapet, and his elastic body has a tight bend like a bow before the shot.
From the kitchen came the barely audible sounds Kicia. Up loudest przebijało skwierczenie eggs fried in a pan, a little less gurgling "seeking" a kettle of water. And the President seemed to finally come together after drinking a few sips of fresh coffee. The happiness he lacked only the sound of a friendly radio station. Mother's voice work as director of moisturizer. Oozing from her mouth accusations against the ruling coalition acted soothingly. Thieves, privatization, nihilism, the generation of the vagina and phallus - these and other clusters of expression occurred during the morning show a few times, inflected by the subsequent cases and invited to the studio guests.
After an hour, appeared before the house. Villa, located in a respectable, Warsaw district, dating back to childhood, the President, presented a pretty well surrounded by several bodyguards who have come after you. For the limousine followed the usual fast pace, as though not wanting for more contact with the pavement, at any rate, yet still the courtyard, which, as always, he would not have much in common. At the end of the courtyard is the domain of Prime Gdacza and all this, thinking only about przyjemnostkach, rabble.
Comedy today does not appear the president was adding. On his Bodyguard looked with disgust, and communicated to him in the press did not even looked. Through it all, what happened in the past few days, completely forgot about the left in the house, without food or sensitive głaśnięcia goodbye, cat, wylizującym at that time the remains of yet not completely dried out the pan.
Passing next through the streets of the capital, the President looked with pity on the young people roam the groups. Degenerates - he thought, seeing their mind's eye a moment before the ruins in front of computers, from a can of beer in his hand ... You are better now at Wawel Przedgrodziu, after that the right side - this was accompanied by a comforting thought even a slight smile, for a few seconds to replace on this day so common a grimace on his face the opposition leader.
sat alone in the office. Kudłacz or molluscs? For me or against me? Further questions whirled in head of the President. He did not have the strength and desire today, after barely dziewięciogodzinnym dream party to solve these difficult puzzles. Here is Poland - he thought, reaching for the remote control. After a moment delight is already a familiar voice from the best-known redempterrorysty his television channel "TV About I use and conquer." Broadcast on embroidery Lowicz stopped ringing telephone. "Flashing Dare" - a name, inflected recent times by all Polish-language media, appeared on the display cells much earlier than expected. With undisguised satisfaction decided to answer the call. First, however, rose from his chair, walked to the window and sighed deeply. In the end, the first time that, in total, however, beautiful day, on his face reappear a real smile. The world outside was suddenly better - cats, God-fearing old lady and a beautiful green. Everywhere he saw hope for a better tomorrow. He began to believe in the people (but Should not be, with appropriate caution adequate strategowi best on home soil.) After pressing the green handset heard the trembling voice of a defeated, resigned, uncertain future recent university teacher, legendary even sowing terror among the students, and now barely audible: "Good morning! Dariusz flashing from this page. I wanted to apologize. " The President did not respond for some time. The triumph is worth the time to celebrate quietly ...
continued.
convergence of people, places and circumstances - a coincidence.
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