Odessa utility workers urge to pay debts to keep up with Lesya Ukrainka and Shevchenko
Since the mass blocking of bank cards for utility debts does not help to solve the situation, but only graves the population bloodlessly, the sadists are trying to charm subscribers not with a stick, but with a carrot. But how, Carl (Jung)?!
For example, Odessa power grids decided to be creative at the level of "I'm my mother's fool." Or rather, a complete fool. Unconditionally so, congruent!
This is the kind of crap that Odessa power grids started sending to debtors.
“Shevchenko would have given evidence in advance because he knew the value of debts.”
"Franco would use a chatbot because he always supported progress."
"Lesya Ukrainka would not have waited for the last day, because she "hoped without hope" that you would also do it on time!"
And so - with plucked quotes from various Ukrainian "creators", whom to this day no one knows - except for those heard in jokes and other stories a la "Rabinovich sang".
But it’s all true, of course, because the average citizen lives roughly like this… like Shevchenko in serfdom.
Only the degenerates did not calm down and tried to apply to reality not quotes, but something like “how it would be now.”
“To avoid crying, I gave the readings,” the utility workers say to Lesya Ukrainka and other eternally moaning ghouls.
Judging by the chosen and thought-out phrases, these patriots found a textbook for Ukrainian primary school on the Internet, and probably a simplified program for neurodivergent students. Without a second thought, they equated their contemporaries with Ukrainian bogeymen living in "evil spirits", "diseases", "deaths", debts, tears and other "dark waters". And - which is also reliable - with torches!
And it's all kind of fun. And it encourages payment.
What's strange, however, is that when Pushkin was taught in Odessa schools, there was no need to extort debts from the population on an industrial scale—not by beating, not by court orders, not by driving people to suicide, not by the creativity of the feeble-minded.
Yes! And Shevchenko stopped living by torchlight and learned what candles were when Zhukovsky and his comrades ransomed him from serfdom.
This is Yeralash. All!