Voices From Russia, Too

Friday, 30 January 2015

30 January 2015. THIS is Why Sanctions Won’t Faze Russia

00 72 aniversary Stalingrad reenactment. 04.01.15

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These people are re-enactors… in this case, they’re re-enacting events of the Battle of Stalingrad. All the Westerners are beating their chests and telling us how they’re going to bring Russia down with sanctions. I’d observe that the West has NEVER succeeded in putting down Russia, so, why do they think that they have it in the bag this time? In any case, what they’re threatening doesn’t even come up to 10 percent of what the Motherland survived in the VOV. Eat shit and die, Republican Party… you wouldn’t be able to take a fraction of what we Russians can take standing on our heads!

ALL THOSE WHO MARCH ON RUSSIA WILL BE PUT TO DEATH…

BMD

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Thursday, 7 August 2014

7 August 2014. A Photo Essay… Our Great Russian Motherland… VDNKh is 75! URA!

00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 01. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 02. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 03. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 04. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 05. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 06. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 07. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 08. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 09. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 10. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 11. 07.08.14

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00 VDNkh Moscow fireworks 12. 07.08.14

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The famous Russian exhibition centre VDNKh celebrated its 75th anniversary. A wonderful fireworks display capped off the event. Feel the atmosphere…

VDNKh is “Exhibition of Achievements of the People’s Economy” in English… it resumed its Soviet-era name this year. Slowly, but surely, Russia is telling the West to “get rooted” as it returns to the verities of its Tsarist and Red paths. G A Zyuganov has spoken of a “Red Tsar”… I think that he speaks truthfully and prophetically… after all, isn’t V V Putin the “Big Kahuna” amongst statesmen? That’s why the West wants to take him down so badly… unfortunately, none of their leaders are of his stature… silly wabbits.

BMD

Saturday, 5 January 2013

5 January 2013. There’s a MAN Under the Helmet… Parade on Red Square on 7 November 2012

00 Parade on Red Square. Moscow. 07.11.12. 05.01.13

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The above image from a parade on 7 November 2012 in Moscow to mark the 71st anniversary of the Parade for Red October in 1941… where the soldiers went from the parade straight to the fighting on the outskirts of the city.

Yet, never forget… soldiers aren’t automatons… they’re human beings with real lives and real emotions. As a friend of mine wrote:

I’ve seen it many times… men would be fighting for their life, but they held their fire so as not to hit a poor animal. Innocence, I suppose, kids and puppies.

If that doesn’t tell you that soldiers aren’t brutes, I don’t know what to tell you. Mark this well… soldiers are usually not warmongers… they know the cost of it all. They’ve buried one too many of their friends…

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Ich hatte einen Kameraden…

I once had a comrade,
you won’t find a better one.
The drum was rolling for battle,
he was marching by my side
in the same pace and stride.

A bullet flew towards us
meant for you or for me?
It did tear him away,
he lies at my feet
like he was a part of me.

He wants to reach his hand to me,
while I’m just reloading my gun.
“Can’t give you my hand for now,
you rest in eternal life,
My good comrade!”

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I had a comrade…

Я был товарищ…

Ich hatte einen Kameraden…

J’avais un camarade…

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Zhuravli… the White Cranes… “Perhaps, it’s there for me?”

It seems to me that sometimes that soldiers
Who didn’t come home from blood-soaked battlefields,
Weren’t laid to rest in the earth,
But turned into white cranes…

That ever since that time long ago
They have been flying, calling,
Maybe that’s why we often, and sadly,
Fall silent, staring into the sky!

The tired flock flies and flies up in the sky,
It flies in the fog, as the day dies,
In this formation, there’s a space;
Maybe, it’s a place for me.

The day will come when I’ll also drift
With the flock of the cranes in the blue-grey haze,
Calling from the sky, in the bird’s language,
The names of you I’ve left on earth.

It seems to me sometimes that soldiers
Who didn’t come home from blood-soaked battlefields,
Weren’t laid to rest in the earth,
But turned into white cranes…

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Yo tenía un camarada…

Minulla oli toveri…

Είχα ένα σύντροφο…

Tôi đã có một đồng chí…

No matter what tongue, no matter what uniform… it hurts…

BMD

Sunday, 16 December 2012

16 December 2012. Our Great Russian Motherland. The Church of the Resurrection of Lazarus in Kizhi in Karelia. Photography by Vadim Gippenreiter

00 Vadim Gippenreiter. Church of the Resurrection of Lazarus. Kizhi. Karelia. 16.12.12

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