When I was a little girl in the Ukraine, we always loved this day! Balloons and bands, with red, red, red everywhere! Flowers and festival foods! No one worked. It was, with 7 November and 9 May, the biggest holidays! Dancing! Even in our town’s little streets. We also remembered people in other lands, who didn’t have what we had, who had to labour too hard to make others rich. How sad. I miss those days. I really do! No one was rich, but no one was poor. We were all were friends. We were secure. I miss that feeling. Even with people from other republics and lands who were so different from us in our little town. Dark people. Yellow people. Muslims, too. We didn’t fight like now. We were friendly. Such people were even welcome in your home!
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I was always Christian. Yet, it’s funny. In the Soviet times, we supposedly had godless attitudes, but we all loved, or at least liked, each other. Then, came Yeltsin and crosses went up and the domes were made golden again. Then, people began to fight. To hate. I remember agitators coming to us from Germany, from America, with old ideas. People who ran away in 1945. My parents didn’t like them. However, before that, this day was like a second Easter! It was a beautiful, joyful, glowing happy day! We had a big dinner! Well. That’s my memory of May Day in my long-gone motherland!
“Nina”
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Editor’s Note:
Do note this:
I remember agitators coming to us from Germany, from America, with old ideas. People who ran away in 1945. My parents didn’t like them.
Let’s not be coy… two main groups flooded into the Ukraine after the fall of the USSR… there were Galician Uniate die-hards who’d retreated with the Nazis, as they’d been the filthiest of collaborators. Then, there were ROCOR people sent to the Ukraine by Vitaly Ustinov… they, too, had collaborated with the Nazis (many were Vlasovtsyand KONR turncoats). They had allied themselves with the Western special services in their unreasoning hatred for communism; in their desire to get revenge for imagined slights, they raised their hands against their own… there’s no form of human scum lower than that is.
That’s why the Ukraine’s the lowest of the major European successor states of the USSR. “Nationalists” sold their motherland to foreign “investors” for a song… they praised collaborationist traitors… they denigrated true VOV heroes and treated them like dirt. That’s why I oppose the ROCOR hardline rejectionists (and all the rightwing pond-scum brought to the former USSR by the Americans). They’re not only full of oddbod religious opinions, they’re full of crank political notions, they defend traitors and deceit… Vladyki Laurus wanted to heal the wounds that they caused, but they wanted to inflict even more.
The world can be a nasty place, can’t it? However, I won’t stand with traitors and collaborators, or with those who justify them. They’ve done enough damage… they’ve hurt too many “Ninas”. It’s time to bind up the wounds, to realise what we truly are… Russian Orthodox Christians… of one faith, one blood, one naroda, one Church… and end all the separatism. Then, we can link hands in all good friendship with people of good will, no matter what their race, creed, or nationality…
That’s what we Russian Orthodox Christians in the diaspora owe the “Ninas” of this world…
BMD
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2 May 2012. A Multimedia Presentation. May Day in the Soviet Time: “This Day was like a Second Easter!”
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When I was a little girl in the Ukraine, we always loved this day! Balloons and bands, with red, red, red everywhere! Flowers and festival foods! No one worked. It was, with 7 November and 9 May, the biggest holidays! Dancing! Even in our town’s little streets. We also remembered people in other lands, who didn’t have what we had, who had to labour too hard to make others rich. How sad. I miss those days. I really do! No one was rich, but no one was poor. We were all were friends. We were secure. I miss that feeling. Even with people from other republics and lands who were so different from us in our little town. Dark people. Yellow people. Muslims, too. We didn’t fight like now. We were friendly. Such people were even welcome in your home!
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I was always Christian. Yet, it’s funny. In the Soviet times, we supposedly had godless attitudes, but we all loved, or at least liked, each other. Then, came Yeltsin and crosses went up and the domes were made golden again. Then, people began to fight. To hate. I remember agitators coming to us from Germany, from America, with old ideas. People who ran away in 1945. My parents didn’t like them. However, before that, this day was like a second Easter! It was a beautiful, joyful, glowing happy day! We had a big dinner! Well. That’s my memory of May Day in my long-gone motherland!
“Nina”
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Editor’s Note:
Do note this:
Let’s not be coy… two main groups flooded into the Ukraine after the fall of the USSR… there were Galician Uniate die-hards who’d retreated with the Nazis, as they’d been the filthiest of collaborators. Then, there were ROCOR people sent to the Ukraine by Vitaly Ustinov… they, too, had collaborated with the Nazis (many were Vlasovtsy and KONR turncoats). They had allied themselves with the Western special services in their unreasoning hatred for communism; in their desire to get revenge for imagined slights, they raised their hands against their own… there’s no form of human scum lower than that is.
That’s why the Ukraine’s the lowest of the major European successor states of the USSR. “Nationalists” sold their motherland to foreign “investors” for a song… they praised collaborationist traitors… they denigrated true VOV heroes and treated them like dirt. That’s why I oppose the ROCOR hardline rejectionists (and all the rightwing pond-scum brought to the former USSR by the Americans). They’re not only full of oddbod religious opinions, they’re full of crank political notions, they defend traitors and deceit… Vladyki Laurus wanted to heal the wounds that they caused, but they wanted to inflict even more.
The world can be a nasty place, can’t it? However, I won’t stand with traitors and collaborators, or with those who justify them. They’ve done enough damage… they’ve hurt too many “Ninas”. It’s time to bind up the wounds, to realise what we truly are… Russian Orthodox Christians… of one faith, one blood, one naroda, one Church… and end all the separatism. Then, we can link hands in all good friendship with people of good will, no matter what their race, creed, or nationality…
That’s what we Russian Orthodox Christians in the diaspora owe the “Ninas” of this world…
BMD