"Mexico!"

- Socialist and blogger extraordinaire

TOP SEVEN THINGS THAT MAKE ME WANT TO SINK A NAZI SHIP IN RAGE*

1. No longer studying Revs as a subject and having to listen to the new class talking about the escalation of the revolution with all the vigour and excitement that my collegue and I once did, and longing for the thrill that came with my revolutionary virginity

2. Never having time to do fun things like reading silly novels and googling notable Russians, because The Man keeps me busy with homework and SAC preparation

3. Coming home to find that there is a tragic lacking in dairy products in my fridge (ie: milk, yoghurt, cheese...) for comforting purposes

4. My estranged history teacher refusing to add me on facebook or even text me back because he either:
A) Thinks I'm a freak of the slightly stalker-y nature (which holds perhaps some truth)
OR
B) He thinks that talking to me is inappropriate because he used to be my teacher - which I don't think is an excuse at all
OR
C) He doesn't like me as a person - which I think is the least likely as we got on like a house on fire when he was my teacher and he referred to me as "memorable", so NOT a throw away line

5. The tassels off my fox fur stole falling off because it has been poorly cared for by it's previous owner, and not being able to restore it to its previous vampish glory due to an ongoing absence of income

6. Learning that History Revolutions was NOT marked up last year, and that I have foolishly been quoting a false figure as a study score

7. Not being able to rent "Che Part Two: Guerrilla" from my dvd rental place because they lost a copy and the other two are onloan and have been re-newed repeatedly.

*Of course in reference to the sinking of the German ship the Goya in 1945 by recipient of the Gold Star Medal of the Hero of the Soviet Union - Vladimir Konovalov

I wanna have cosmos with her and bitch about the industry. I wanna wear a corset to the chemists and have an army of transvestites do my bidding.

- A Lady Gaga lover and desperate wannabe (aka, Isabella)

In my last post revolutions ago, I did a top 5 of reasons why Trotsky would hate hipsters. That was so much fun, I'm going to do a similar post this time round: REASONS WHY HIPSTERS FUCKING SUCK!

Haha! No, enough with the hipster hate already. It's getting old. The REAL idea was things Trotsky would love if he wasn't murdered by an ice pick (but I have recently discovered it was more of an "ice axe". Is there that much of a difference? Hit me up in the comments fine fellows) in Mexico at the orders of that villainous Stalin.

The first order of business is to discuss what gives something the Trotsky tick of approval. That's easy; it must simply be epic. Or hot. Better still, both. Originality also helps, but being a blatant rip off of something currently epic (a la Christina Aguilera's new voyage into Gaga territory ) leads to a top 5 of reasons why Trotsky hate's you. And THAT my friends, is worse than an appalling review from Pitchfork.

Trotsky loves Gaga. Because let's be honest, nobody doesn't. And if you don't, you are in serious denial and the pain of having to keep it bottled up inside of you will send you crazy, or gaga which is my theory as to the name choice. Everything she does is incredible, and her whole "embrace your inner freak" and don't give a shit about what anyone else thinks would bring a tear to Trotsky's eye and I'm sure he would be on the "freak" side, given his circumstances. Furthermore, Lady Gaga knows what it takes to be successful and she's extremely intelligent in the formation of her image and the establishment of the "Haus of Gaga". Overall, she is strategic. Just like Trotsky was!

This post is getting too long, so what do we think revolutionaries/little monsters? I'm pretty certain Trotsky would dis-like Katy Perry and he WAS a fan of MGMT but this new direction they have taken is less him. Although he find's "It's Working" quite a delight with a sweet film clip to boot. He wouldn't put up with their bat-shit crazy live shows though, Trotsky does not enjoy a sucky liver performance where they go they entire show, building up to their greatest song and don't even play it!

Trotsky also approves of True Blood.

There are no absolute rules of conduct, either in peace or war. Everything depends on circumstances.

- Leon Trotsky (ily)


What are we thinking about Russian roulette you guys?

I was avoiding my psychology study today and checking out Rhianna's new S&M themed video clip "Te Amo" when I stumbled upon another of her clips entitled "Russian Roulette", and being such an advocate of things that are Russian, I took it upon myself to do further research.
Wiki tells me that the main demographic for Russian Roulette type horseplay is a male, depressed/intoxicated, white one with a peak age of aroung 25. Surprisingly one of the most famous Russian Roulette players was Malcom X - take from that what you will; although rumour was he palmed the revolver to convince his peers that he didn't fear death, when really he was a lying pussy.

For those not in the "know", Russian Roulette involves loading one bullet into a 6 round revolver, spinning the cylinder and taking turns in taking the muzzle to one's temple and pulling the trigger. Inevitably someone will die - when played with 2 people the chances of death increase by a 6th each time, as the cylinder is not respun. Same goes for with 6 people, although the 6th person in line if often favourited, despite the fact that there is an equal chance of death for everyone playing.
Im not quite sure what to make of it - it seems batshit crazy if you don't have a death wish, and if you do infact have a death wish, then you're just wasting time. It has appeared alot in pop culture unsurprisingly, but how much does it actually occur in real life I wonder?

"I love Cluedo! It's just the best game!"
"Yeah, I'm actually more of a Russian Roulette kind of guy myself, but Cluedo is cool too I guess."

Is it a rare amusement, like a cuban cigar or a lapdance? Or are we talking a regular thing like recreational drug taking or golf? I need answers.

Valentin Parnakh was his fav revolutionary jazz musician, and hes pretty big on beyonce

-Isabella (on Trotsky's musical preference)

Where's Rassy?




Strenth rating: 4 beards

Good luck fellow revolutionaries!

I think it’s illegal to text and razor scoot at the same time, but whatever. I live dangerously.

-Look at this fucking hipster (see picture below)

Top 5: reasons why Trotsky would hate hipsters!


1. Trotsky was an idealist, as I am sure you are all well aware. Hipsters are just ironic, and it get's old real quickly.


2. Have you SEEN "Look at this fucking hipster"? How can you not hate, Trotsy would be NO exception.





3. As one who wanted CHANGE, Trostky would be disgusted that the whole sub-culture of hipsterdom is a completely un-original; "take your grandmother's sweater and Bob Dylan's wayferers, add jean shorts, Converse All-Stars and a can of Pabst and bam- hipster!"

4. If the revolutionaries were around today, Stalin would probably be a hipster. But then again, I think Lenin would have been an indie. Trotsky would have steered clear of any unconforming conformity and just been himself.

5. Trotsky didn't give a shit if anything was cool or not!

Better to die standing than to live on your knees

- Che Guevara

This is from when we went to Mexico:
We were going after Trotsky, word had got out that some deranged cossack warrior had a ice pick in his hand luggage and was ready to use it to bring down one of the greatest revolutionary figures this world has seen.
Elizabeth maintianed a positive outlook, but I (quite rightly) feared for the worst. May god rest his Russki soul.
But, theres no use crying in the breast milk - go watch "Che: The Argentine" Its like a docu-film-entary on the revolution he headed in Cuba. Benicio Del Toro is Cuba-licious as the leading man.
I give it 4.5 cossacks.

You know why it would be cool to be Lenin? Because if you got into a fight with someone and lost, you could just send the CHEKA on them

-Isabella

Where's Rassy?

Our dear friend Rasputin got himself into a little bit of trouble. So he had to hide from the aforementioned CHEKA in Moscow's school of English. It was a strenuous affair.

Luckily, though, he managed to escape unscathed. But I am nearly positive that you, dearest Russian-ites, are slightly brighter than the aforementioned CHEKA. So have a go at spotting him:

*note: In Moscow, although it is very cold outside, inside they have excessive heaters, so the Russians all wear these similar blue dresses underneath their Cossak get-ups. It's not like a uniform or anything...