The Talk

This story... happened a very, very long time ago, somewhere in a very, very far away country, somewhere in a God-forsaken house. — Hey, you little! Come here! — Does the fact that I'm little mean that I need to be treated like that? I've lived long enough already. — Well, go to work, since you're a big deal! — Once you drink, this empty talk starts right away... — I suffer every day to feed you, and you won’t deign to talk to me?! — So let's communicate when we both want to? — You, little bastard, teach me how and when to talk to whom, yeah! — Just to quarrel... Okay, why did you invite me? — Ouch! Ouch! That's it! Nothing! Picked up those words here, thinks adult. You squealed at me when I... — Sir! Why did you call? — Oh, right, do you do sports? — No. I’m sporthrope. — Is this when a guy loves a guy? — No. It means that I don’t do any sports. — Well, did you hear that?! And what do you do?! You crush bedbugs in books, you believe in your computers, yes?! — What does this have to do with it? Why don't you want to notice my other pluses? — And besides, it's all from the devil! It won't lead to anything good! — As I understand it, your guardian angel advises you to drink alcohol and condemn art? — Oh, look at that smart guy! He read a couple of books and thinks he knows! Who invented all these computers and phones?! And sports and everything else?! — Well, who... the devil. You said it yourself. — This is all God's blessing that man did not ascend! — I have already realized my worldview: all good was invented by God, and bad by the devil, and all humanity is divided into the strong and the weak. Aha. — You haven't lived yet! Whenever you run into difficulties, you'll run to me right away! — I don't understand what you are trying to prove to me? — I want you to gain wisdom! — You've only done sports your whole life, you haven't really experienced life, and you're trying to teach me something. A person's personality is completely independent of race, nation, religion, orientation, gender, politics, appearance... The main thing is to always be human, and remember what it means to be human. But the time spent with you in strife we could have spent on a good deed. For example… coding you. Oh, yes! I'm probably a little kid and I don't understand anything. Or is it the devil speaking in me? Or is this all God's life test? No. This is all wrong. It's something else. — So what?! — You are a bad person to begin with. — I raised him, raised him, and he answers me like this! — Children need to be developed, not brought up. Besides, I didn't ask you to give birth to me. Oh yeah, and I still owe you for that! This is the ideal formula for slavery. You first have to give something normal in order to expect something normal. But in your case, you reap what you sow. — Growing up strong in spirit! Oh, it's a pity that my wife can't see... what he's become...