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Archimedes of the 21st century
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wDygJR56Ct8&feature=player_embedded
http://youtu.be/e8JWB75xTYI
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Super :) No words :)
An old joke, but it still brings a smile :)
A rich tourist arrived in the town. After leaving a deposit of $100 to the innkeeper, he goes up to see the hotel rooms. The innkeeper, without a moment's hesitation, takes the note and runs to the butcher with it to pay off the debt. The butcher, with the note in hand, runs to the farmer and gives him the beef debt. The farmer pays back the debt to the owner of the machine shop. The workshop owner goes to the local shop and pays the debt for
groceries. The shopkeeper runs to the local escort girl, who has been "servicing" him in debt due to the crisis... The girl immediately runs to the innkeeper and gives him the debt for the rooms she rented for the customers. At this point, a tourist comes back down and says he has not found a suitable room, takes the deposit and leaves.
Nobody got anything, but the whole town is now living debt-free and optimistic about the future...
Hmm... interesting :)
How do you justify it economically? Mutual settlement? Or is there a "trick" here?
The bottom line is that no matter who one works, the result is that everyone earns the same per unit of time. And it is only by using wage labour or inadequate laws that wealth and luxury emerge.
The bottom line is that no matter who one works, the result is that everyone earns the same per unit of time. And it is only by using wage labour or inadequate laws that wealth and luxury emerge.
Wife's request.
I woke up in the middle of the night because I was saying hello loudly to
to an old friend of mine. Fortunately, it didn't disturb my wife's sleep,
or at least it didn't seem to. But when we went to bed the next day.
to bed the next day, she asked me:
- If you see someone in your dreams, just wave.
***
My granddaughter is quick, she doesn't go to school, but she already reads, writes and draws. She photoshopped a picture of a fish with very red fins. I asked:
- What kind of fish is it?
- Redfin, she says.
- Why a redfish?
- Dad goes on a fishing trip, he comes back without a fish. Mum asks: "Where's the fish?" Dad says: "There was no bite, the redfin was sick of it." I took Dad's phone (I'm allowed to take it) to call Mum, and it says Redfish in the "calls". Tell me, Grandpa, how does this Redfin pester my dad when he's fishing?
I stealthily shifted the conversation to another topic, but I thought: I should tell my son-in-law to change the name of the Redfish. When I was young, I was a big hunter of redfish.
***
- You know, I almost got caught several times. Wanted to name his wife after his mistress.
I wanted to name my wife after my mistress. I had to get a cat. Named her Mashka. Now it's all...
is all right now...
- That's nice. So, why so gloomy?
- Yeah, my wife bought a dog a week ago... She named him Ashot. I'm sitting here...
thinking...