Dr. Faust and his agents. Berkoliko M.Z.

“The trapezoid under the very dome of the circus - that was the great and terrible country for the most striking, bold and talented scouts, scientists, engineers, commanders, and People's Commissars.” - the son of the legendary Soviet intelligence officer, an outstanding scientist of the advanced years, nicknamed Dr. Faust, who is looking for his own version of the philosophical stone - the formula for stability of large human communities, speaks of his homeland. “I am not a bang -patriot, rather, alas, alas,” as if he echoes Dr. Faust of a hereditary Quaker, a young employee of the National Intelligence University (USA), who inherited this formula in order to predict the future of mankind with its help. Why did he give him the result of the main work of the scientist? Because these two men love the same woman. And the love of the old professional for his young student in many ways echoes the long -standing love story of the seventy -two -year -old Goethe and the seventeen -year -old Ulrika von Levettsi.

And the “Agents” live in the novel - the students of the doctor. They, who made themselves, are trying to create something truly viable-she snapped in today's Russia, where no one needs their efforts, and then in a distant paragraph.