Posted in 2019, tagged blogs, corruption, duality, fun and games, LJ on January 19, 2019| Leave a Comment »
Не вижу причин говорить хорошее о плохом человеке. Кто прячется за урезаной латинской поговоркой (тем более – переобувается в полёте) – просто суеверно боится смерти, страхуется от «а ну как обо мне тоже чего неприятного скажут?». Конкретно к славословиям такинету бывшими его противниками*: гадость. Потому что там не просто суеверие, а рука руку моет московской тусовки. Перефразируя сами-знаете-кого, Пусть и мерзкий, гаденький – да наш.
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I am going through my periodic Nero Wolfe phase.
Today is a third weekend in a row; I even skipped the gym for pleasures of A Man Alive.
[…]they (Daumery & Nieder, a ficitonal haute couture house – Etat) had there that afternoon six of the girls I was waiting to marry, if you count Cynthia Nieder, and I don’t see why you
shouldn’t. Each of them made around a dozen appearances, some more, some less, and as for picking and choosing, if the buyers were as far up a stump as I was by the time it was over the only way they could possibly handle it was to send in an order for one of each.As I explained to Wolfe in the office that evening, after I had reported a blank and we were conversing, “Imagine it! After the weddings I will of course have to take a good-sized apartment between Fifth and Madison in the Sixties. On a pleasant autumn evening I’ll be sitting in the living room reading the newspaper. I’ll toss the paper aside and clap my hands, and in will come Isabel. She will have on a calf-exposing kitchen apron with a double hemline and will be carrying a plate of ham sandwiches and a pitcher of milk. She will say seductively, ‘Two-ninety-three,’ make interesting motions and gestures without spilling a drop, put the plate and pitcher on a table at my elbow, and go. In will come Francine. She will be wearing slim-silhouette pajamas with padded shoulders and a back-flaring hipline. She’ll walk and wave and whirl, say ‘Nine-thirty-one’ four times, and light me a cigarette and dance out. Enter Delia. She’ll be dressed in a high-styled bra of hand-made lace with a billowing sweep to the—”
“Pfui,” Wolfe said curtly. “Enter another, naked, carrying a basket full of bills, your checkbook, and a pen.”
He has a personal slant on women.
Marvelous! admit it.
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Помню, сто лет назад в какой-то израильской жуже состоялась характерная беседа.
Израильтянин: …ну и вот, я взял тремп в Тель-Авив…
Я: что за «тремп»? подозреваю нечто англоязычное в оригинале, но неузнаваемое
И: «попутку» означает. Как там в оригинале – неважно, у нас ТАК говорят! Это израильский диалект английского!
И вовсе это не шЮтка юмора оказалась, не думайте. Товарища поддержала местная аудитория, а меня дружно забанили.
Но я неисправима; всё так же продолжаю хихикать над всякими «она – лучшая!» или «он вдохновляет!»
I sit high, I see far
