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De o saptamana ma muncesc ganduri despre ce sa scriu si nu imi vine nimic.

Eram suparat ca, dupa ce au pus tomberoane pentru PET-uri la mine in sat, le-au lasat in plata domnului pana s-au revarsat. Apoi am vazut un documentar despre cum definesti ca ceva traieste, care a degenerat in aberatii cvasi-filosofice. Am terminat “Maidanul cu dragoste” care mi s-a parut un fel de Craii de Curtea Veche ai lui Caragiale al’ mic, bine infipt in mizeriile mahalalelor de la inceput de 1900, dar din perspectiva muritorilor de rand, nu din cea a “domnilor de oras”. Cu toate astea parca nu ma trage ata sa aberez pe marginea niciunuia dintre subiecte.

O fi sindromul de “proaspat intors din concediu” … cine stie.

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About Josef Svejk
Through possibly-feigned idiocy or incompetence he repeatedly manages to frustrate military authority and expose its stupidity in a form of passive resistance: the reader is left unclear, however, as to whether Švejk is genuinely incompetent, or acting quite deliberately with dumb insolence. These absurd events reach a climax when Švejk, wearing a Russian uniform, is mistakenly taken prisoner by his own troops. Source: Wikipedia

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