Ah if you ever chatted with a few poles or ukrainians–especially older ones who survived Stalinism– you might cringe when some naive marxist clown (or clownette, like that crass, pompous puta aka “infinite thought”) starts barking about the worker’s paradise-to-come. I don’t care for flag-wavers either, but the stars n stripes are hardly any more nauseating than a hammer n sickle
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Ah if you ever chatted with a few poles or ukrainians–especially older ones who survived Stalinism– you might cringe when some naive marxist clown (or clownette, like that crass, pompous puta aka “infinite thought”) starts barking about the worker’s paradise-to-come. I don’t care for flag-wavers either, but the stars n stripes are hardly any more nauseating than a hammer n sickle