Воспоминания детства...
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Если кто-то скажет, что такое могло быть только там, в Совковии, а современный европейский социализм не такой - не верьте, и там все возможно, только не сразу, не так резко, а постепенно…
Childhood memories…
Once, in the 1950s and 1960s, we lived in Odessa in a communal apartment of one room 20 sq meters for four of us in a 4-story building on Kuibyshev Street. (Distracting from the topic, I can say that this was a significant improvement compared to our previous 10 sq meters room apartment without a kitchen, and “with all amenities” in the common yard. My brother was sleeping there on a folding bed, I’m on a chest, and the father-artist somehow still managed to work there…). The house on Kuibyshev Street is now gone, there is something new, high-rise building on its place. Our neighbors in this apartment were a family with last name Kuta: an old grandmother, her two daughters, one of them with her husband and adult daughter, total 5 people: they occupied the remaining 2 rooms of this apartment. The old woman until the October Revolution was the owner of all this 4-story building, and her family occupied the entire 3-room apartment. We shared a kitchen with this family: the kitchen was divided into two parts by our table in the middle. The old woman, who in her heart was not reconciling herself to her fate, kept pushing our table a little away from herself, adding centimeters of space to her half of the kitchen... Now I understand how she felt, having lost almost everything! Fortunately, at least something was left to her, possibly also because one, or both daughters, were members of the communist party. Then we treated her without any condescension, thinking why all this must belong to her, and nothing to others - the psychology of the victorious class, or rather, the victorious rudeness! No, we weren’t rude to her, or to her family members, but we didn’t feel any regret for her, and even called her a witch behind her eyes… Only now, clearly understanding that socialism is a shit, a system that equalizes everyone in poverty (except, of course, the communist elite, which had access to all kinds of feeding outlets!), in contrast to capitalism, about which Churchill said that ‘The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of blessings. The inherent virtue of Socialism is the equal sharing of miseries’ and having my own house now, I imagine that the socialists might come and begin to “squeeze” us by adding other families to our house... I feel how true his words are and how unfair socialism is.
If someone tells you that such things could only happen in the USSR, but modern European socialism is not like that - do not believe it: everything is possible there, just not right away, not so sharply, but gradually...
Photo: The end of Staroreznichnaya street, where it intersects with st. Preobrazhenskaya, the Marazli library
На фото: Конец Старорезничной улицы, где она пересекается с ул. Преображенской, библиотека Маразли
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