Sky Net #04 04 октября 1996

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a rest - Syphilis: A Story of the historian. The story of a scientist. Story doctor. Story patient. Story patient.

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           Narrative historian.


When the good man with a straightforward means of wind, in the 
late 15 th century, Columbus America was discovered when the 
Spanish sailors, from the impressions of torpor, searchingly 
pull the braids Indian ingenuous maidens, disease, which in the 
Old World until but know trouble is kept in mind

sailor experienced people. She successfully
seeped into their unusual body, but it
it was only the beginning of all mankind of evil.
Then the Spanish limits with a straightforward means of wind, 
quietly returned to the caravel, and with them sailed syphilis 
... Middle Ages: prejudice, drain green anguish Jesuits, 
prostitutes, accompanied troops ... Year one thousand five 
hundred , Intrigue, war, sprees, monks, graphs,

Huguenots, the princes, lovers, pages ... The disease went 
triumphant march, with a cunning secret on his brow, for all 
possessions monarchs, by all powers on earth. In the era of 
Ivan the Third, it penetrated in our Russia, and the sadness of 
such a plan, that measure not taken. But as time went on ...

Changing mores, styles, names, hairstyles,
food, fun, pants, manners, orders ... Changed for many 
generations, but the sneaky syphilis, alas, still alive, as the 
gloomy genius neplotonicheskoy love. 



            The story of a scientist.

Syphilis has long been a difficult riddle to
enlightenment of people there were not
at least a dozen of any abstruse ideas of this
The nature of evil, eager doctors through
darkness, as if this ruined the people -
not to count anyone ... After all, not dogs
neither sheep nor wolves are unaware of these evils, and
because a variety of rumors lasted 400
years. Only in the early 20 century, nine hundred and fifth 
year, Shaudin with Hoffmann-two men-set disaster. Two 
Scientists have made an answer, the two cried "Here!". Here it 
is, is the pale spirochete, that strikes people! Here she is 
pale, like the Countess, moving with small steps,

then izognetsya, then timidly stiffen, each
quivering curls. In a flask, and she is quiet and
frail, sun boitsya, acids,
alcohol, it is bad, in carbolic acid to her sultry, in
Land is not live. And man, as
in his own house, then she knows her,
here manifests itself in full foul
its essence. There appears crazy
donors-all of it is ruining a row. All that is horrible, and 
the organ that is primarily to blame, and has also a place that 
doleche that are not to blame entirely innocent bones, poor 
liver, a list of other systems ... Syphilis is a difficult meal 
for years ... So thank you to the heroes of science,

bow and greetings! Recall further
Wasserman with love (it was a head)
created such a reaction with the blood, which still is alive. 
This reaction is immediately finds those il other crosses, 
confirming the diagnosis, and introduces a complete set of ... 
beauty and, although we believe that children and grandchildren 
large to achieve victory and eternal glory to the heroes of 
science, a bow and greetings! 



             Story doctor.

To conclude this long conversation on the clarity in terms of 
medicine summarize now the devil. How the disease is 
transmitted in benefit of victims of the next! How healthy

able to move into the category of patients! Path
love, the most important, it challenges
creature. But this he can see a nice,
ottyanesh not from him. Then, barely had time to
childhood in the path-way to carry out, begin it means a 
descent into practice to enter. Then, forgetting from multiple 
sclerosis, that he not 20 years old man with the ardor of a 
sailor looking for passion and victory. Then in the hotel

beds, cognac align blood, someone
per diem to spend minute love. Then
wife fainted, her husband wrote a hymn,
but the hand of her other embraces another. Then
driver drives up the aunt from the village and the village, and
beyond calculation at the same things ...
Compared with the enthusiasm of the passion
sex, very small value path is
household. To sponge or cup on three
people-alone, it's still not often see in the present days. A 
couple of days, not immediately after the fateful meeting, there

infection on a system of gender. But think
He did, suffered a disability, that the
force in the ulcer, Innocent-looking!
Life goes on as daring, jolly game
Without treatment, the ulcers healed in a month and a half. All 
well and sensibly, not habitation, and Beauty! But suddenly, 
the patient, a rash on skin of the abdomen, chest and arms 
sprinkled, and tonsils and mouth, which means, for science -

Syphilis is on. Well, if the value does not give back the 
patient, without any treatment the rash will be held by itself,

and then resumes, but then again
will ... And this will last for years
circuit! Rash is less rash bigger
Sipple and poor old Snuffles, white spots on
neck, hair loss, and everything will be
again, so pass three years. And there will come a
patient's lesion inside. Killed bones
stronghold in the body, brain and spinal cord, and
Napoleon himself suddenly announce this
patient. Little of this and the children, the ring was
sick mother, there in the world to
from syphilis suffer. A treatment uspeno? Unconditionally and 
always! But the sooner, of course, easier to cure the trouble. 
And to mount ought not, understands most: Do not

Love, anybody, and there will be nothing.
After all, even though it is dangerous, even brings
terrible harm than he is, syphilis, beautiful? Want to-be, 
want-not. 



           Story patient.


  I have many fond. Two of the fiery passion
but the one-that remained cold, the one-only
that easily, but the one-that resisted a little. One of the 
classic high forehead, the other to the forehead kretinki, 
brunette entail! But I do not remember so that I not involve, 
and blonde. One flight attendant, another wine trades on the 
local market and life still goes in a continuous

nice loving frenzy ... Once loved
I do not remember who, but remember-bit decimated, what 
attracted me to the creature, what a devil? Probably three 
weeks have passed since the love affairs, and Suddenly I saw 
that there, within which - a sore village. Five days, I bathed 
her in potassium permanganate, and drenched with vodka, and 
saliva, but not really seeing, I fell in spirit and I think 
what's with me? And then on top of this trouble in the groin, 
inflamed glands all night long in the face, leaving traces, 
tears rolling down offensive ... Went to the dispensary I 
cursed habitation, lowered foreign pants, and gave the Bible 
its place doctor in her girlish hand. Looked me in the

mouth and other places pricked, scratched, crushed And then 
said: "Although the blood and clean, you are still caught 
syphilis. "And here I lay among the same men. All in white lie, 
as a bride. And the feeling is, in kontseto all my present 
location. 



            Story patient.


  I myself with the ordinary course, to argue
I have a hard, but I loved dearly, he is far, far away. Where 
is it, the falcon, whom I dated for a year? Where is buzzing 
your motor? With whom, volatile lives? I Kohl then loved, he 
was wearing a hat and glasses and then he liked to Toll entire 
front in the icon. Later I loved Pasha oh, the handsome, was a 
man! And then she loved Sasha that went to Gelendzhik. And then 
love Mitya, oh, his heart is generous! And then love

Vitya, Gosha, Lesha and Peter. And then one day, sat before the 
mirror and guess guess: in What went wrong? Hair started 
falling out. And all my hair one hundred pleshinok here and

there. Well, buy a wig to wear il
to go to the doctor? And then during the
songs, I feel, my voice husky, instead of music, though burst 
from me goes out a wheeze. I went to the doctor hesitantly, 
explaining what ill, he looked at my body and said

Me: "That's the case, what are you sitting at home, then?
That you had not come? You look at
his body on you the same rash has gone. But
it does not start, it is an old matter, can
noticed an ulcer? "I say, that like, yeah. A
as I climbed on a chair, Dr. Gray
became, like smoke, and said when I got off:
"Oh, I envy the blind, this is a syphilis Well, all right? 
Understand or not?" I look at these spots, the beautiful red 
color. I sob inconsolably, well, a doctor from points

are strictly watches, and of course, demand has
about men. And what shall I say, brothers,
ring does not know them almost? Do not start, I
shoot the breeze about the glasses so about icons! Here
I lie in bed thinking about the sad fact
that of all the shots from behind'm not back, and
sieve. And another thing is not sweet without men
so sad! And here I would love,
only gonorrhea afraid.



     Article provided by: Pavlov J.