Monatsarchive: Juli 2018

If I were a Pole I’d be furious. I looked at this, and looked at this, and it just seems so perverse.

For many Europeans and Americans, events in the 2010s— the rise of antidemocratic politics, the Russian turn against Europe and invasion of Ukraine, the Brexit referendum, the Trump election— came as a surprise. Americans tend to react to surprise in … Weiterlesen →

St. Basil’s. Red Square is full of tourists, as are surrounding streets. The atmosphere is similar to tourist venues in Athens, Budapest, Split, Berlin. People take selfies in front of the internationally recognized backdrops. Something which is funny to me … Weiterlesen →

This is the conning tower of the submarine that sank the Gustloff. I can’t tell you how bizarre it is to see this here with a plaque celebrating Marinesko sinking the ship with 7,000 soldiers and fascist Germany officers. We … Weiterlesen →

Soviet SST. I remember the Tu-144, the SST, and the Concorde. When I was a kid space travel and supersonic transportation was the future. I rode a hovercraft across the English Channel once. Fastest propeller-driven plane in the world since … Weiterlesen →

Lenin’s birthplace Rockin‘ English language dance music is playing from the PA.

It’s very nice! At first I thought the road had disappeared, but then I realized only the pavement part was gone.