The Greek wants to belong. Be part of a whole. And if this whole has seen the demek revolution, even better. Going out to say "I do not know, let me listen to the expert to find out" did not play, does not play and will never play in the history of the country where the orange phaedra grows and blooms. In Greece there is no "I do not know". There is only "I know a cousin yes inside and out to say and he told me I know and listen to me to find out what is really happening". This applies from the kiosk and the taxi driver to the civil servant and the bartender, the butcher and the grocer and the greengrocer. Everywhere there is "he who knows".
A mockery. Do not doctors say that the condition is critical and you should go and get vaccinated? Your ghost told you that they would put a chip in your blood so that Bill Gates could watch when you pee and when you pee. And not only the spiritualist told you the truth, Mr. Mitsos of Marigos, the man who "works in the ministry and you read a piece of paper that the bums have hidden and what they cook behind our backs" also told you.
Sucker 2. Are there any serious scientists who doubt the management of the pandemic so far and how much contact should be made within this vaccine as it works? In your poppies. It does not matter. There is no gray for you. There is white and black. Spray or grafted. And if the speaker is a doctor, a scientist, a biologist, then his head hurts. He is a tenant with certification and a degree. To chat what he says may not be on the agenda. One must be either graphic or worshipful. Whore Greece your majesty.
