Saturday, November 7

a brief tribute to anti-folk, summer nights, and soviet russia.

my procrastination brings me once again to the land of the pretendingtostudy, filled with jeffrey lewis singing about his pretty drawings of the russian revolution. he should make illustrative books for all of my exams. i don't care if they're blatantly leftist.
i will possibly fail this subject purely for my inability to condemn communism.
i like lenin despite his political cunning, disdain for the peasantry, what is to be done, forced dissolution of the constituent assembly AND hanging of kulaks. fuck you richard pipes. no need for black and white-isms.

also; i like trotsky's glasses. like, i REALLY like trotsky's glasses. i paint pictures of him and my art teacher is a little bit sceptical.

"Trotsky was a son-of-a-bitch dude, but the greatest jew since Jesus." - Orlando Figes

disagree. woody allen wins.

"it's a film about a weedy jewish guy searching for love in manhattan, who eventually realizes he hates everything."


overquotedunderstood.

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