I wish I could sit at my desk and write nice words about my own country , using as tools just paper , tobacco , food and "a little whisky", instead of faked dreams , but the result would only be similar to dropping a rose petal into the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo .
The only significant rises that we have witnessed were swept away by the winds of change before becoming really memorable events , and turned into "falls" because of the fact that we've always been a step behind .
The worst thing is that everybody complains but nobody is willing to do anything at all to move an inch .
