Speak and Write like The Economist: Говори и пиши как The Eсonomist

6 and has a total stockmarket value of $131 billion; were it to be rated on a par with the average emerging market, its market value would be $292 billion, so its DOG factor is $161 billion or 55 %. One trillion dollars. That may be the cost to Russian investors of Vladimir Putin's rule. It is the equivalent of about $7,000 for every Russian citizen. The calculation stems from the fact that investors regard Russian assets with suspicion. As a result, Russian stocks trade on a huge discount to much of the rest of the world, with an average price-earnings ratio (p/e) of just 5.

2. At present, the Russian market has a total value of $735 billion. If it traded on the same p/e as the average emerging market (12.5), it would be worth around $1.77 trillion.

Humanity spends over 1 trillion minutes a month on mobiles or nearly 2 million years.

All it takes to be a photographer, Henri Cartier-Bresson once said, is "one finger, one eye and two legs".

A psychiatrist argues that companies display all the characteristics of a psychopath: callous disregard for others' feelings, inability to maintain relationships, a willingness to bend any rule and break any law if it advances their interests, and an obsession with amassing power and money.

As Bob Monks, a shareholder activist, puts it, "the American shareholder cannot nominate directors, he cannot remove them, he cannot – except at the arbitrary pleasure of the SEC – communicate advice to them. Democracy is a cruelly misleading word to describe the situation of the American shareholder in 2006.

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Across a vast continent a "westering" people established the novus ordo seclorum that is on every dollar bill.

Cuba is the only country in the world where it is not necessary to work – the country can no longer afford this.

How can you spot the venture capitalists at a business conference? They're the people who are always hunting for the exits.

In George Orwell's "Animal Farm" the mighty cart-horse, Boxer, inspires the other animals with his heroic cry of "I will work harder".

He gets up at the crack of dawn to do a couple of hours' extra ploughing. He even refuses to take a day off when he splits his hoof. And his reward for all this effort? As soon as he collapses on the job he is carted off to the knacker's yard to be turned into glue and bonemeal.

"The bad news is we didn't hit oil," ran the old wildcatter's joke. 'The good news is we didn't find gas.