Penguins in Moscow I think about this every winter day. When the winter comes, it brings lots of people to the underground. Citizens prefer use the metro instead of car, because in winter you should spend a lot of time to: warm an engine, shovel away snow, stuck in traffic jam. It is not fun: the sun raises only in about 9 a.m. and till this time you reminds a zombie, because your organism do not want you to wake up in night, when there is no light. Well, a crowd of zombies go to the carriage. Everybody is silent, all of them looks into the void and you can see anger in their sleepy eyes. Finally comes the moment when you need change the line. You go out and flow of people brings you to the escalator. There is also a crowd, so you starts looking at the escalator, this great machine, which rises up and up. And you see: people behave like penguins. They want to go faster, but it is not possible, and they impatiently move with small steps. They are swinging, and this is what penguins do.