(Smirks slightly, then turns back to the camera, dead serious)"The tragedy isn't that some people have the booklet. The tragedy is that the rest of us are being treated like we’re the ones who signed it. We watch the circus, we pay for the tickets, and then we wonder why the clowns are running the bank."
"Evgeni! Play something... something that sounds like a man trying to explain his tax return to a cat. Something schizophrenic." slavi_trifonov_i_ku_ku_bend_razdane_zlta_knizka...
(Adjusting his glasses, looking sternly into the camera)"Good evening, respected viewers. Tonight... tonight we talk about the 'Yellow Booklet.' You know the one. In this country, we’ve reached a point where having a medical diagnosis for madness isn't a disability—it’s a prerequisite for a career in public life." The Band: (A sharp, mocking brass sting— Ba-da-da-da! ) (Smirks slightly, then turns back to the camera,
"They say the 'Yellow Booklet' is a document for the mentally unstable. But look around. Who’s really crazy? The man talking to a lamppost in 'Nadezhda,' or the man in a three-piece suit on TV promising you that the price of bread is actually a hallucination? Play something
In Bulgaria, the 'Yellow Booklet' isn't just a piece of paper. It’s a shield. It’s a VIP pass. You get caught stealing? Show the booklet! You get caught lying? It’s not a lie—it’s a 'manifestation of the condition.'
(Grinning, strumming a bass note) "Boss, in this band, if you don't have one, you’re the weirdo."