A moment of greatness. I have, uv. Friends, my favorite autumn book is an old version of Lattik, a book by a certain Claudius Elian "Spotted Tales" (Remprizdat Publishing House, 200). This is a collection of short entertainment, horror and fun films. There is much to enjoy there, and in particular: "A certain Trosil from the image of Axon (from the context it is clear that it was in the city of Athens - V.M.) fell ill with an amazing and strange mental illness. He moved from the city to Piraeus (that is, to the port - V.M.) and celebrated the arrival of the ships there, then sent them again to the port, then they would return safely to the port, then they would sit in peace. belonged to him. Throzilus was ill for a long time until his brother, who had returned from Sicily, entrusted him to the care of a doctor and he cured him. After this, Trusil often recalled his pastime and said that nothing brought him so much happiness (when he was healthy) as the safe return of other people's ships to port (while he was a tail and considered someone else's). It seems to me, uv. Friends, this episode really contains all the problems of our time in a pinch. A certain citizen was struck with the happiest madness. The madness of privatizing other people's great events and successes. I don't want to give specific examples so that offended people don't unfollow me. Contemporaries, I would instead gently encourage you to contemplate this magnificent phenomenon.