Chapter 34 The Duties of the Rich (2)

I repeat, so as not to create any ambiguity: Cat comma sleeps. cat, sleep. Can you please accept it. On the one hand, we have this magical use of the comma, which gives freedom to the language, because commas are generally not placed before coordinating conjunctions, which means something like this: "People blame me, it's war, it's peace..." On the other hand, on the business card of Sabine Pallier's comma-abusing sentences, the comma that cuts off the sentence becomes a weapon that hurts me. "Can you, accept a package from the dry cleaner?" Suppose Sabina Pallier was a Portuguese maid born under the fig tree in Faro, a recent arrival from the town of Puteaux, a French commune, east of Paris. --Annotation to the concierge, or a mentally unsound woman taken in by a well-meaning family, I will gladly forgive this careless mistake.But Sabine Pallier was a rich man.Sabine Pallier, the wife of the munitions tycoon, the one in the dark green hooded duffel coat, who, after two years of preparatory school for teachers and university of political science, might go to the offices of the right-wing government to spread his childish narrow-mindedness Besides, Sabine Pallier was the daughter of the woman in the fur coat who was on the reading committee of a particularly large publishing house and who often wore jewelry that was too bulky and inconvenient , Several times, I was worried that her neck would be bent because of it.

For all these reasons, Sabine Pallier cannot be forgiven.The favor of fate has a price to pay.The obligation to take beauty seriously is non-negotiable to those who have earned the tolerance of life.Language, the wealth of mankind, its usages, the work of social associations, they are sacred works.They evolve over time, are changed, forgotten and then reborn, and sometimes, while defiance becomes a fertile source, what never changes is actually an obligation to change and regulate language and usage, which should be addressed in advance. They signify complete obedience.The electorate of society, being part of the poor who have been freed from slavery, has the double task of admiring and respecting the greatness of language.At the same time some of the best poets, born in fetid station wagons or in the rubbish of cities, are inspired by beauty to worship language and usage more strictly, so Sabina, who abuses punctuation, Pallier is like blasphemy.

The rich should be obliged to be beautiful.Otherwise, they might as well die. I was angrily thinking about this when someone rang the doorbell.Deep Thought No. 7 Construct Ru Sheng you die are all fruit The more time passed, the more I decided to set fire here.Not to mention suicide.It should be noted that I was reprimanded by my father for pointing out a mistake made by one of my father's visitors.In fact, the visitor was Tibbel's father.And Tibell, again, was my sister's boyfriend.He studied at the École Normale Supérieure like his sister, but in Mathematics, when I think that people call this kind of people elitist... Colombes, Thibbel and their friends, it seems to me that they and the "people" The only difference with the Youth Gang is that my sister and her mates are more stupid.They'd drink, smoke, tease like urban youth, and communicate like: "Howlander shot Fabius with the plebiscite, you see, a real killer, man." (sic) or " For two years, all scientific research supervisors have been fascist grassroots activists, and the right wing has blocked everything, but don’t make trouble with the dissertation supervisor.” (Freshly released yesterday), people have the right to say: “Actually, JB took care of it So what if the blonde is a scholar of English language, literature and culture, a blonde?" (ibid.), top line: "Marian's lectures are rubbish when he says existence is God's first attribute when." (ditto, right after the question about blondes who study English language, literature and culture).What do you think I will think?Over him, like this (word for word): "It's not that because we're atheists we can't understand the power of metaphysical ontology. Yes, it's the power of the concept that counts, not the real, Marian, this Dirty priest, he's not bad, this guy, hmph, shut up."

Say goodbye to tears, There is white jade in the sleeve. Treasure with travel, Seeing things lovesickness.