ГЫ!

Но это уж чересчур. Он же президент все-таки.

Вот если бы клип посдержанней чуть-чуть, а в словах больше смысла, ну, скажем, об отмене отсрочки студентам совсем, или там, о переходе в расчете цен на недвижимость на рыночную стоимость при снижении налога на продажу...

классику надо знать ребятки, это монолог из Full Metal Jacket, Кубрика. на русском он звучит хуево.

HARTMAN

I am Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, your Senior
Drill Instructor. From now on, you will speak

only when spoken to, and the first and last
words out of your filthy sewers will be "Sir!"
Do you maggots understand that?


RECRUITS
(in unison)

Sir, yes, sir!


HARTMAN
Bullshit! I can't hear you. Sound off like you
got a pair.

RECRUITS
(louder)
Sir, yes, sir!


HARTMAN
If you ladies leave my island, if you survive
recruit training ... you will be a weapon, you
will be a minister of death, praying for war.
But until that day you are pukes! You're the
lowest form of life on Earth. You are not even
human fucking beings!
You are nothing but unorganized grabasstic pieces of amphibian shit!
Because I am hard, you will not like me. But
the moreyou hate me, the more you will
learn. I am hard, but I am fair! There is no
racial bigotry here! I do not look down on
niggers, kikes, wops or greasers. Here you
are all equally worthless! And my orders are
to weed out all non-hackers who do not pack
the gear to serve in my beloved Corps! Do
you maggots understand that?


RECRUITS
(in unison)
Sir, yes, sir!


HARTMAN
Bullshit! I can't hear you!

RECRUITS

(louder)
Sir, yes, sir!

Sergeant HARTMAN stops in front of a black recruit,
Private SNOWBALL.

HARTMAN
What's your name, scumbag?

SNOWBALL
(shouting)
Sir, Private Brown, sir!

HARTMAN
Bullshit! From now on you're Private
Snowball! Do you like that name?


SNOWBALL
(shouting)
Sir, yes, sir!

HARTMAN

Well, there's one thing that you won't like,
Private Snowball! They don't serve fried
chicken and watermelon on a daily basis in
my mess hall!

SNOWBALL
Sir, yes, sir!

JOKER

(whispering)
Is that you, John Wayne? Is this me?


HARTMAN

Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who's
the slimy little communist shit twinkle-toed
cocksucker down here, who just signed his
own death warrant? Nobody, huh?! The fairy
fucking godmother said it! Out-fucking-
standing! I will P.T. you all until you fucking
die! I'll P.T. you until your assholes are
sucking buttermilk.

Sergeant HARTMAN grabs cowboy by the shirt.


HARTMAN
Was it you, you scroungy little fuck, huh?!


COWBOY
Sir, no, sir!

HARTMAN
You little piece of shit! You look like a fucking
worm! I'll bet it was you!


COWBOY
Sir, no, sir!

JOKER
Sir, I said it, sir!

Sergeant HARTMAN steps up to JOKER.

HARTMAN
Well ...no shit. What have we got here, a
fucking comedian? Private Joker? I admire
your honesty. Hell, I like you. You can come
over to my house and fuck my sister.

Sergeant HARTMAN purnches JOKER in the
stomach. JOKER sags to his knees.

HARTMAN
You little scumbag! I've got your name! I've
got your ass! You will not laugh! You will not
cry! You will learn by the numbers. I will
teach you. Now get up! Get on your feet! You
had best unfuck yourself or I will unscrew