If you can make a heap of all your winnings
And risk them in one turn on pitch-and- toss
Russia is our Motherland
Death is Imminent
I am making a heap of all my winnings not for the first time though. It has been a while since I did it before on OEN but I hope my reputation will defend me. This article may offend a lot of my readers. I can't help it; truth is more important than myself. No, I am not hanging Stalin's portrait on my wall. Other people do though. They do it for a reason.
A colleague of mine, a native-born American came to me for
an explanation. A rather young man, he read
The Gulag Archipelago and
recently he learned from the
Internet that there were plans in Moscow to put several posters with Stalin on them along the Tverskaya Street during the military parade on May 2010 celebrating the 65th
Anniversary of Victory over Germany
in the WWII. This year they apparently plan to have a NATO military contingent
taking part in that parade and my colleague was full of contempt for that
sudden revival of Stalin's ghost: how could they?
After all what the world knows how dare they
to honor Uncle Joe?
I can share his feelings. Stalin was a monster in his deeds and a twisted lunatic in his personal life. Through his ruling of Russia in the period from 1929 till 1953 (it doesn't matter that officially the ruling was collegiate) he created and fortified a system which fueled itself on the very people it was supposed to serve. He was an ultimate man-eater and his system ate the Russian citizens. Everyone could be food and the only difference between the people was the time before being served. It was an idea of a giant meat farm with a pasture where people were let out every morning like cattle to graze the grass, moo and wait for a slaughter. Cattle can feel happiness too. Stalin usurped a monopoly on happiness; he literally proclaimed all the people of his country as permanently happy; the proper analogue is an asylum where the psychotics are laughing all the time. Psychiatry never was a respected science in Russia or we would find that apparently all Russian population after Stalin's death needed a treatment for PTSD. The remnants of that bloody system are still in charge in the country and its inhumane standards like syphilis went into the DNA and haunt the generations of the future. The horrible dictator had no soul and no conscience; he either killed or destroyed in the other ways all people close to him; he was incapable of loving even a dog. When he died, he died alone on the floor with no help because people were afraid to enter the room without him calling. He was killed by the very fear he instilled in the others. All of that is true. My colleague definitely had a point.
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