Posted on 07/24/2015 8:35:01 AM PDT by NKP_Vet
Well they all get a trophy for participating /s
*wink*
I was prepared to opine that Mr. Kengor, whose writing I admire (I’m on the waiting list at the library to get his book) was exaggerating if he’d compared anyone (other than another mass-murdering dictator) to Stalin ... but he didn’t.
I got a copy years ago, like app 15, the handwriting was already on the wall.
I disagree. If it bothers you, you can't be a liberal.
A logical impossibility.
You write concisely
Unlike me
Too much loud music drugs and Hunter Thompson in my youth many many years ago
But I manage
It’s a big Internet with room for a diversity of communication styles.
And yes...the uniforms DID look like that...they just never figured it out.
Someone came up with that. Someone manufactured it. Insane.
LOL...apparently designed by one of the team...and she was doubling down on it!
At the conclusion of the conference, a tribute to Comrade Stalin was called for. Of course, everyone stood up (just as everyone had leaped to his feet during the conference at every mention of his name). ... For three minutes, four minutes, five minutes, the stormy applause, rising to an ovation, continued. But palms were getting sore and raised arms were already aching. And the older people were panting from exhaustion. It was becoming insufferably silly even to those who really adored Stalin.
However, who would dare to be the first to stop? … After all, NKVD men were standing in the hall applauding and watching to see who would quit first! And in the obscure, small hall, unknown to the leader, the applause went on – six, seven, eight minutes! They were done for! Their goose was cooked! They couldn’t stop now till they collapsed with heart attacks! At the rear of the hall, which was crowded, they could of course cheat a bit, clap less frequently, less vigorously, not so eagerly – but up there with the presidium where everyone could see them?
The director of the local paper factory, an independent and strong-minded man, stood with the presidium. Aware of all the falsity and all the impossibility of the situation, he still kept on applauding! Nine minutes! Ten! In anguish he watched the secretary of the District Party Committee, but the latter dared not stop. Insanity! To the last man! With make-believe enthusiasm on their faces, looking at each other with faint hope, the district leaders were just going to go on and on applauding till they fell where they stood, till they were carried out of the hall on stretchers! And even then those who were left would not falter…
Then, after eleven minutes, the director of the paper factory assumed a businesslike expression and sat down in his seat. And, oh, a miracle took place! Where had the universal, uninhibited, indescribable enthusiasm gone? To a man, everyone else stopped dead and sat down. They had been saved!
The squirrel had been smart enough to jump off his revolving wheel. That, however, was how they discovered who the independent people were. And that was how they went about eliminating them. That same night the factory director was arrested. They easily pasted ten years on him on the pretext of something quite different. But after he had signed Form 206, the final document of the interrogation, his interrogator reminded him: “Don’t ever be the first to stop applauding.”
In fact, they had to ring a bell during Stalin’s speeches to alert everyone that it was ok to stop applauding.
Sure sounds like one of Obunghole’s addresses.
Oh, wait...his kool-aid drinking audience would keep on clapping no matter what...
Work Work Work...Hello Boys!
By the way, that’s a great piece of info I never knew...there is something innately even creepier about that.
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