Anarcho-Bolshevik

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I saw this in a magazine and got it as a holiday present for my uncle yesteryear. This thing has been a pain in the ass since I got it. I remember the evening when it was lethally cold outside and we slowly walked into the shopping mall (which was playing abysmal music) to pick up a copy. I was annoyed being in the LEGO shop and bringing it home, but whatever. That was just ill luck.

I started assembling it a day or two later. It was very boring: the process of assembling it takes several hours, and at one point I had to stop working on it for a day because I was so bored (and sweaty) putting it together. Seriously, has anybody ever noticed how boring it is to assemble a LEGO set that has over a thousand pieces? I don’t mind a few hundred pieces, but a thousand or more is obscenely excessive.

Anyway, after I finished assembling it and giving it to my mom so that she could gift it, I thought that that would be the end of it. Nope. Some prick released a third-party add-on that hooks lights up to the set and my mom insisted on buying that. We returned to my uncle’s house and I thought that applying the add-on would be easy enough, but the vague instruction book (written in broken English) and my uncle’s real cat whining repeatedly caused me to leave his house in anger.

It was in-between this and the time when I finally installed the add-on that I learned that one of my uncle’s students knocked over the set before trying to reassemble it, making the add-on’s instructions even harder to follow, and somehow my mom or my uncle lost a few LEGO pieces in his car. That thing is almost as fragile as glass.

So after procrastinating for several days, I finally installed the fucking lights on the imperfectly reassembled and incomplete set and my mom takes it back to my uncle’s house. (She insisted that the add-on installation be secret because she wanted to ‘surprise’ him, but he undoubtedly wondered why it suddenly went missing, so my mom must have spoiled the surprise.)

Fast-forward a few months and I get a text from my mom asking where the instruction manual is because they somehow lost it (WHAT‽); the set needs to be reassembled again and this time she is going to use glue even though the LEGO Group discourages that, and I’m not doing it myself because she knows that I’m fucking sick and tired of handling that overpriced heap of plastic.

I am so sorry that I ever got that set and I wish that I never got into LEGO. I hate LEGO now. Overpriced boxes of shit.

Come to think of it, I hate toys in general now, basically. Tom Hodgkinson can explain it for me.

How can somebody be a human shield if she or he is standing alone in the middle of Bumfuck, Nowhere?

Another day, another lazy horseshoe theorist meme raking in thousands of updoots.

This is a perfect example of why I rarely pay attention to these topics anymore. Both the OP’s point and the comments therebelow follow the same script, and it is rare for anybody to show up citing scientific journals, interesting-sounding history books, or even amateur investigators like Moss Robeson.

I can understand other communists being angry at threads like that, but after you’ve seen them so many times you become desensitized and too exhausted to be angry. They’re all so boring.

Today I am thirty-one years old.

The feds.

‘I am no messenger… but I will give you a message: the message of death!’

lel, that photograph reminds me of the downed Me 262 that I shared last August.

But you’ve got to admit, you wished that there were.

Me too.

The recommendation is ‘workers of the world, unite’, not ‘workers of the world, move somewhere that’s less shitty’.

The Chinese public would be more grateful if we overthrew our ruling class rather than moved to their country, for the simple fact that capitalism is a global phenomenon that harms both the international proletariat and the people’s republics.

How?

Morons? Yeah, the Germans who support the occupation of Palestine are morons. We know that already.

I reread this topic for the first time in a while, and, unexpectedly, I started crying. (Maybe it was made worse by how I could hear this anthem.)

According to Star Wars reference books, the population of the Death Star was 1.7 million military personnel, 400,000 maintenance droids, and 250,000 civilians, associated contractors and catering staff.

(Sources herein.)

Anyway, the Death Star was a giant military base, whereas the Islamic Republic of Iran has an overwhelmingly civilian population, and it has no interest in global (let alone galactic) domination. So this is an uncompelling equivalence.

Besides, Carlson was likely more concerned about the expenses. Having a general idea of something’s population size is important for understanding how difficult or expensive conquering it will be. It seems that Cruz missed the point here.

Xí Jìnpíng now confirmed Trot, lOl

Today is the 46th anniversary of Reinhard Gehlen’s death.

Quoting Jeffrey Veidlinger’s In the Midst of Civilized Europe, pages 53–54:

Following the economic and military failures of the summer, popular support for the provisional government collapsed. The Bolsheviks gained a majority in the Petrograd Soviet, and on the morning of November 7, Lenin issued a manifesto announcing the overthrow of the provisional government and the transfer of power to the Petrograd Soviet.

[…]

With victory in his hands, Lenin promised a “democratic peace to all nations and an immediate armistice on all fronts” and proclaimed “the right of self-determination” for “all nationalities inhabiting Russia.” Elections to the Constituent Assembly, he continued, would proceed as planned in January.

The Bolsheviks had succeeded in securing power in the Russian capital and immediately set about exporting their revolution to the rest of the former Russian Empire. This meant, first, encouraging workers, peasants, and soldiers to establish soviets and assume power in their own regions; and second, raising a Red Army to conquer by force those territories that resisted.

In Kyiv, the Central Rada refused to recognize the undemocratic Bolshevik coup

(Emphasis added.)

How does an otherwise competent writer manage to contradict hisself within the span of only two pages? Either he deliberately lied to appease a publisher, his hamsterlike brain decided that it was time to say something anticommunist, this was a clumsy attempt to represent somebody else’s point of view, or his definition of democracy is utterly fucked.

An ice axe, but otherwise yes, sadly.

‘But whatever may be the circumstances of my death, I shall die with unshaken faith in the communist future. This faith in man and in his future gives me even now such power of resistance as cannot be given by any religion.’

Rest in peace, tovarish.

I am binge-watching Futurama for the first time and it is so damn good. The joke about commercials playing in people’s dreams aged like wine.