- He doesn't give to check. In a neighbourhood where nobody likes confusion, suddenly it comes to the surface one more episode of the War of Troy.
- It was never invested, it instituted so much hunger, as on these rung times, frustrated. Many ghettos without future, as this, will be the anthills that will feed the relentless reunion of the War of Troy. The hungry persons don't fear the death, she supplies them regularly with aeriform basic baskets, of hungers. It is always latent in the hearts the candescent revolt. It will be a great world revolt, juridically universal. Who will disable it of finishing? There won't be walls, ditches, seas that resist him. Crowds starved mutations in cockroaches, flies, mice. He stands back a, it comes two, three. He will speak like this the new War of Troy.
- It should be for that that the Romans didn't like Carthage.
Boatman Caronte reserved a boat, always prepared for to steer in the river Departures. It took in the waves the remains of the souls of the daring wise persons or opponents. Definitively any had been eradicated manifestation of wisdom or opposition.
The Politburo was born wise persons, congenial authorial. They dominated, they whipped the epistles of the opposition. But the minstrels, internal exiles without stain they hardened letters. Unexpectedly he appeared boatman Caronte, he scrubbed the hands of greedy, and it inquired if there were souls for the Departures. They answered her, for the time being still no, Caronte was exasperated.
- Don't play with the games. The politics is not art of fortune telling. Then it doesn't happen future. Of the other French Revolution that have-of coming, they send me a lot of souls. It was always like this, it will always like this be.
The Politburo went up the steps of the power effortlessly. In the altar they worshipped the vast desserts of the crowds without history. That of hands extended, flaccid, they crumbled the cult of the hunger. Everything is composed of conviction.
- No there is any revolution to win us, that it convinces us, or that it removes us of the place. We governed too much, because the time only bill while we are alive. Did we govern badly? The acolytes applaud us for the good government. Other people, especially this that we drove, Jingola, wrap up, they let to take in the happiness that we promised them in the speeches of year end. Before they lived in the extreme slavery, today they are frees. It is true that some exist embarrassments, but the whirlpool of the thousands of decreed laws will solve the emancipation of the people. Finally the poverty will end, we will reach, we will beat the goals of the records of the development.
- Is it?! does it Happen that I made a great investment in the purchase of two thousand boats, and many boatmen for us to drive them, what do run the risk of losing the job. They are not to accomplish the contract, I demand damages. Arrange some epidemics there, criminals' slaughters, any thing… one doesn't survive without corpses.
- Old Caronte, don't slip, corpses won't lack. Be calm that shortly will tumble thousand again a day.
- I don't believe in such curse! Will they make another revolution?
- Not so much to north… we will make another more devastating war.
- I hang of that warranty. It imports me that you accomplish the contractual norms.
- It is true that we exceeded to honour our commitments, but when harmed them press us, we searched the paper work and we moved the payment. We only worked under pressure. We are as a locomotive to steam.