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Lenin's log exposed in 'Hammer and Sickle' ballet

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In the video below, the 'Hammer & Sickle' ballet begins with Russian peasant women in ugly masks crawling on their knees and sowing the fields. At some point these oppressed crones rise up and start running around while shaking their hands in the air, Flat-Fatima-style, as if screaming, "woe is me." But soon it occurs to them that the best way to make their need of liberation known is by doing the high kick dance.

Those routines quickly summon the leader of the world proletariat, Vladimir Lenin, in his signature vest and cap. The great friend of the oppressed masses promenades onto the stage with a brisk series of sautés, jetés, and pirouettes, letting everyone know that he is the boss in that joint.

The female peasants get the idea and prostrate on the floor as a gesture of submission to his alpha-male dominance. But as Lenin gives them no attention and continues his alternative-lifestyle pirouettes, the women begin to move their arms on the floor, presumably mass-manufacturing pussyhats and vagina costumes for the next rally against sexism and inequality.

Just as the revolutionary womenfolk leave all at once to join the working class at the factories behind the curtain, three bumbling male workers dance onto the stage, trying but failing to perform some simple task of operating invisible shovels. Overwhelmed with their own incompetence, they give up and join Lenin's dance of the revolution. With a signature gesture, Lenin takes off his famous cap and reveals his renowned bald head to the masses. Staying behind Lenin, the three dancing workers perform several revolutionary pirouettes followed by "bras d'honneur," better known in the non-ballet crowd as the "Italian salute" or "up yours."

The cisgendered male workers then get chased away from the stage by the energetic women's collective. The self-identified females have now lost their ugly masks and are wearing uniformly red headscarves, which is a proper safety measure against getting their hair stuck in the moving machinery at the factory.

That was when Lenin leaps onto the stage again, this time with a log on his shoulder. The eminent leader of the first socialist revolution performs several grandé allegro jumps with the log, reenacting his legendary log-carrying exploit during the first communist day of free labor, the Subbotnik, when the great communist thinker was photographed while helping some workers to carry a large log. Few legends were so revered in the history of Soviet art as Lenin's log. Multiple paintings of this event have been reproduced in millions of prints and postage stamps. Having recognized the log, the audience bursts into applause.

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The ballet then moves on to the scenes of war, but we have already seen everything we needed to see and will never be able to unsee.

The 'Hammer and Sickle' ballet was conceived and choreographed by the People's Artist of Kazakhstan, Bulat Ayukhanov, to the symphony suite by the Soviet composer, Georgi Sviridov, titled "Time Forward!" The video clip, posted on YouTube by a ballet aficionado nicknamed Popeye the Sailor, has now become a social media sensation in the former Soviet territories.


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Meanwhile in a galaxy far, far away...

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About as fun to watch as that play for the masses soviet dreck that the woman in The Lives of Others starred in in the movie.


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My great-grandfather was there for the first “log” he carried!

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Socialism with a human face - it could work as a caption under both images.

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Red Square wrote: The 'Hammer and Sickle' ballet was conceived and choreographed by the People's Artist of Kazakhstan, Bulat Ayukhanov, to the symphony suite by the Soviet composer, Georgi Sviridov, titled "Time Forward!"

Well, of course it is, duh.

I'm not much for ballet, all that jumping around antski-in-the-pantski style, but I was quite enjoying the music. It reminds me of that Amerikan minimalist, Philip Glassonov.

- SK


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I am disappointed. At first glance, I read the heading of this post as "Lenin's LEG exposed," and I was looking forward to seeing the handsome heroic musculature of thigh and calf.

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The female peasants get the idea and prostrate on the floor as a gesture of submission to his alpha-male dominance. But as Lenin gives them no attention and continues his alternative-lifestyle pirouettes, the women begin to move their arms on the floor, presumably mass-manufacturing pussyhats and vagina costumes for the next rally against sexism and inequality.


If the female peasants would learn the art of Gender Fluidity they wouldn't have to prostrate all over the floor. They could take that log and beat the hell out of him. He is the reason women were condemned to factories and beet fields as he destroyed the system of marrying up. How could women get anywhere when all the men to marry are nothing but peasants?

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Wait just a minute now. I thought my Marine Corps training in the early 80's was about giving the Soviets the meanest USMC stink-eye while yelling the loudest, most scary-est OOH-RAH!!!! Thirty seven years later it all makes sense. I guess I AM a little slow.

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And now he just lies there like a bump on a log...

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Comrade Svyet wrote:Semper Fi,Komrade Vitnopants,

'72 to '74 USMC

'80-'84 - 2531 Field Radio Operator - FROC 29Stumps/8th Comm(unist?) Btln Camp Lejeune
'86-'98 - Tractor Barn #7, #5 and finally #2
'99-'04 - Jiffy Lobo Training Center & Gift Shop
'05-'08 - 3rd Ursine Division, 2nd Dancing Bears Regiment (LIGHT ON OUR FEET - HIYYYAAA!!!!)
'09-'12 - #1258 Beet Field Shovel Operator 3rd Commie Btln Somewhere near the Chinese Border
'13- Next Tuesday - Scavenging for potato's, beets and trying to safely post using an IBM Selectric II. So far not much luck with it.

Semper Fi Brother Svyet
(I think I might have been assigned your M16A1 in MCRD San Diego. The barrel was shot out and keyholed every round at 200 yards right? Damn thing made me go home with a pizza box.)


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My Lenin Logs were all the same size and could only be laid in a straight line so as no log was higher than any other.




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Air-cooled, nitrogen fed, 1x2 fixed sights, removable stock. Classic Komrade Brother Svyet.

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While training for Vespasian's XII Catapult Legion at Fort Sill in '87-'88, I had an M-16A1 which had 15 degrees or more of rotation in the handguards along with an upper and a lower just on the verge of needing duct tape to stay together. I think I remember Stoner's autograph on it somewhere, but, by God's grace, still managed to qualify with it. We were one of the last training cycles to wear the iconic steel pots.

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Major Ursa Vitnopants wrote:Air-cooled, nitrogen fed, 1x2 fixed sights, removable stock. Classic Komrade Brother Svyet.
Feinstein saw the evil looking bayonet, and thinks that weapon is capable of spray shooting. Point is, it scared her and she wants it banned.

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Komissar al-Blogunov wrote:Feinstein saw the evil looking bayonet, and thinks that weapon is capable of spray shooting. Point is, it scared her and she wants it banned.

She's on it!

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Chairman Meow wrote:
Komissar al-Blogunov wrote:Feinstein saw the evil looking bayonet, and thinks that weapon is capable of spray shooting. Point is, it scared her and she wants it banned.

She's on it!

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ALL ASSAULT LOGS NEED TO BE DESTROYED!!!!

Comrade Feinstein is demonstrating the exact size necessary for ultimate destruction in my assault weapons crematorium. So if y'all would be so kind as to cut them into that size and deposit them in my w̶o̶o̶d̶s̶h̶e̶d̶ Assault Weapons Destruction Waiting Area (AWDWA), I will destroy them at no charge. Since it's for the collective and all.

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Chairman Meow wrote:
She's on it!

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I think, Comrade, that you have maybe wrong log lady...

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- SK

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Most Equal (OK far Superior) Uncle Sam's Misguided Children Comrades,

First, I denounce myself for my inferior status as a "Chairbourne Warrior" of the USAF. No need to remind me of how we are held in regard. I only wish to comment on my own most awesome issued weapon.

Upon receiving orders to deploy to the Peoples Republic of Honduras to welcome our fellow travelers from the Utopia of Nicaragua, I was told to report to the armory to draw a weapon. You can only imagine my joy! As an enlisted aircrew member I was issued a Colt 38 five shot snub nose with a full cylinder of lip sticks. If you know what I'm talking about, you know just how useless they are. As a MAPS troop I was also issued an M-16. A big bonus came my way as I also qualified with the M-203. What a joy that was to carry around.

The best part (other than the vest of heavy 40mm rounds I got to wear) of the whole deal was the M-16. It was old. It was old when I was in grade school. Triangular handguards old. And it had the trademark of a well known toy company. Much to my embarrassment. (God I wish I had it now) I received much ribbing because of that M-16.

All of this so I could go sling load helicopters and rig things for air drop.

I am prepared for the ridicule I so richly deserve for serving in the Peoples Air Force instead of a real military unit.

I would swim in the Current Truth ™ all over again at the drop of a hat,

Red Salmon

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Most Crimson of the Most Delicious Fishes –

I must echo Komrade Brother Svyet's comments. Having raised the right hand and sworn the oath makes you most equal. Never feel inferior as we all had our role to play. One might think since Marines, having a penchant and a fondness for shooting stuff, breaking things and blowing things up, had all the fun but no. I was given a 1911 and a PRC-77 to carry around. I only signed out an M16 from the armory once per year for quals. It appears that the USAF and Komrade al-Blogunov got the better toys to play with. I did, however, get to paint many MUTT's in a woodland camouflage pattern and I did it well. Oooh-rah!!

Having said all that, and returning to the theme of this thread, once I got to work this morning I realized that to perform my various and sundry tasks for which I was hired it was necessary that I “log” into my computer. Coincidence? I think not. We have been conditioned. A Jiffy Log-o perhaps?

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Major Ursa Vitnopants wrote:Most Crimson of the Most Delicious Fishes –

I must echo Komrade Brother Svyet's comments. Having raised the right hand and sworn the oath makes you most equal. Never feel inferior as we all had our role to play. One might think since Marines, having a penchant and a fondness for shooting stuff, breaking things and blowing things up, had all the fun but no. I was given a 1911 and a PRC-77 to carry around. I only signed out an M16 from the armory once per year for quals. It appears that the USAF and Komrade al-Blogunov got the better toys to play with. I did, however, get to paint many MUTT's in a woodland camouflage pattern and I did it well. Oooh-rah!!

Having said all that, and returning to the theme of this thread, once I got to work this morning I realized that to perform my various and sundry tasks for which I was hired it was necessary that I “log” into my computer. Coincidence? I think not. We have been conditioned. A Jiffy Log-o perhaps?

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I was in the Army National Guard. One year in a catapult legion assigned to Palestine a field artillery unit in Florida (HQ battery, M-109A3s), and then five years in a startup LRS unit in Georgia (we still carried the designation LRRP at the outset). In LRS, I was the radio operator for my team. We started on the 77s, but since we had to be capable of long range commo, we were issued the, wait for it...AN/PRC 74. Our signal corps officer said he had seen one in a museum once, and we had to figure out a little by trial and error how to work them, especially when the battery box was missing one of the clasps to hold it in place. The manual featured a picture of the radio "in action" with two guys in olive drab fatigues, black and yellow name tapes, and one carrying an M-1 carbine. So that's what we got in the late 80s/early 90s.
While my service was inconsequential, except for its value as a comic tragedy, and never in a real world situation, I'm glad to have had the experience. I got at least a few jumps out of different helicopters for my trouble.
But I esteem all who have served. Whatever role we played, we all signed that blank check for "up to and including my life" to Uncle Sam.

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Chairman Meow wrote:
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Alas and alack. North Korea has no Marines. Maybe they would eat the dear comrade. (Reporting to Beet Duty immediately).

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The Ballet moved me to tears. However this turned out to be an allergy.

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Major Ursa Vitnopants wrote:
Comrade Svyet wrote:Semper Fi,Komrade Vitnopants,

'72 to '74 USMC

'80-'84 - 2531 Field Radio Operator - FROC 29Stumps/8th Comm(unist?) Btln Camp Lejeune
'86-'98 - Tractor Barn #7, #5 and finally #2
'99-'04 - Jiffy Lobo Training Center & Gift Shop
'05-'08 - 3rd Ursine Division, 2nd Dancing Bears Regiment (LIGHT ON OUR FEET - HIYYYAAA!!!!)
'09-'12 - #1258 Beet Field Shovel Operator 3rd Commie Btln Somewhere near the Chinese Border
'13- Next Tuesday - Scavenging for potato's, beets and trying to safely post using an IBM Selectric II. So far not much luck with it.

Semper Fi Brother Svyet
(I think I might have been assigned your M16A1 in MCRD San Diego. The barrel was shot out and keyholed every round at 200 yards right? Damn thing made me go home with a pizza box.)
1st, 2nd, and 3rd MARDIV. Twenty years. Vietnam, Japan, Korea, Camp Pendleton, Camp Lejeune, Camp Del Mar, MCAS(H) Tustin, Fort McClellan as indoctrinator (Instructor) ahh fully indoctrinated. Did visit 29 Stumps and other exoctic Marine Corp Bases , Stations and Detachments including Del Mar.I think I enjoyed it but I await my Glorious Leaders instructions on how to view this.


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People's Air Force here, 1970-80, including service in one of the squadrons that did the evacuations of South Vietnam at the end of the war. However, being an admin officer (our motto: "Old admin officers never die; people just wish they would."), the only weapon I had to qualify on was the .38. My qualification test became famous. I just barely got the required 75 (out of 100) rounds into my target -- by groin-shooting my target 75 times. I swear I wasn't aiming there, really, truly, honestly! (Maybe.) I seem to have been over-compensating for the upward recoil. Oh, and I also seem to have groin-shot the target next to mine as well. When I got back to my squadron afterward, my (male) clerks had taken the cushions off their desk chairs and strapped them around their (ahem) nether frontal parts.


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Much Log-ic in these posts. It took my tree times to log in, I was totally board so I decided to branch out. What wood you have done? Now I must lumber away....Ba-dum tisss.......

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I shall take your knot-headed comments with a grain of salt.

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I'll go out on a limb and call this sappy humor...

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There is always a need for a catalog at the collective, but the idea would not stick.

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I am beaming at this knotty and most intricate discussion.

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The root of this discussion has reached an unusual timber.


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Captain Craptek wrote:
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Indeed, many times it has been asked, "Woody or woodn't he?"

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RedDiaperette wrote:
Captain Craptek wrote:
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Indeed, many times it has been asked, "Woody or woodn't he?"

Another mystery?

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Right. That's it. You people thought I wouldn't twig to this acorn porn, but it makes me pine for the day when such things wouldn't needle me. While my favorite heavy metal band, the Tuba Four (they specialize in head-banging oom-pah tunes) maple an all nighter reading this birch-fest, I am leafing.

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Ivan Betinov wrote:Right. That's it. You people thought I wouldn't twig to this acorn porn, but it makes me pine for the day when such things wouldn't needle me. While my favorite heavy metal band, the Tuba Four (they specialize in head-banging oom-pah tunes) maple an all nighter reading this birch-fest, I am leafing.
UNCLE!!!

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This has gone pine fur enough I think. Some of this is totally sapling.


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I think this ballet presents a serious image problem. I wooden think Lenin's log wood play well with the environnazis. You know how they feel about trees......................




And we need them to accomplish the arrival of Next Tues. Can't Lenin jump around without holding on to his log? Can something else be substituted.......say for instance......something out of PLASTIC!? and RECYCLABLE!! We need to rewrite history to fit the propaganda information given to the modern day sheeple masses so that they make proper choices. Don't worry, it's OK to lie rewrite history for the modern mentality if it is for the good of the kollective and attaining the goal of Next Tue. It's called History Fluidity. Anyway, Jonathan Gruber says they won't know the difference.

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Komrades, even the Bible (John 1:1) has Lenin's message, yet misunderstood:

En archē ēn ho Logos, kai ho Logos ēn pros ton Theon, kai Theos ēn ho Logos.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with the God, and God was the Word.


 
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