Style of the dispute "by Zhvanetsky

[Vladimir]

Yesterday I was at a press conference on the participation of Russia's assault in the 53rd Venice Biennale (until November 22, 2009).

All very touching each other people came. Swearing and taking delight: Tar from Sviblova, Osmolovskii all, Milena Orlova with the pressure of money (it all then - tezisno).

All were in Venice, knew what they talked about. I involuntarily found himself two thoughts:

1. What idiotically went rampant fashion wear shoes without socks, without socks?
2. All the so-Zhvanetsky - it Zhvanetsky, and his monologue, "The Style of the dispute" - a genius.

Enjoy

Style dispute

Stop arguing about options for grain loaders. Down with the debates over technical issues.
We acquire a higher style of the dispute. Dispute without facts. The debate on the temperament. The dispute, which goes from the allegation to the person a partner.
What can a lame talk about the art of Herbert von Karajan? If he is right to say that he is lame, he admits defeat.
What can deny a man who is not changed passport? What are the views of the architecture can make a man without a residence permit? Caught red-handed, he confesses and admits defeat.
And anyway, how we may be interested in opinions of the bald man, with such a nose? Suppose first that fix the nose, to grow hair and then favors.
Behavior in the dispute should be simple: do not listen to the interlocutor, but looking at it, or sing, looking into his eyes. In the most acute moment to ask the document to verify the registration, ask for references from my job, it is easy to switch to "you", say: "But it's not your dog crazy thing," and your partner are softened, as scalded.
In our time, when destroying harmful insects, sterilizing the males, we must raise the dispute to the abstract heights. Let's talk about the collapse and the rise of Hollywood, without seeing a single film. Let's push the philosophers, not by reading their works. Let's argue about the taste of oysters and coconuts with those who ate them, until they were hoarse, to blows, perceiving the taste of food on the ear, the color of teeth, the smell of the eyes, imagining the film by name, painting by name, country of the Club narrator "severity of the views of readers.
By moving production to the level of world standards, which nobody saw, we will develop to the limit all the seven senses plus intuition, which has successfully replaces the information. With what and you have to congratulate ourselves. I beg at the table - was seething!


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