(…) The arbitrary and capricious power of the state permits it to determine the identity and worth of its people, including the writers and artists it officially anoints. When Behemoth and his companion, Korovyov, an ex-choirmaster, attempt to enter the restaurant at the headquarters of the state-sanctioned literary trade union—filled with careerists, propagandists, profiteers and state bureaucrats, along with their wives and mistresses—they are accosted at the entrance.
A pale bored citizeness in white socks and a white beret with a tassel was sitting on a bentwood chair at the corner entrance to the veranda, where an opening had been created in the greenery of the trellis. In front of her on a plain kitchen table lay a thick, office-style register in which, for reasons unknown, she was writing down the names of those entering the restaurant. It was this citizeness who stopped Korovyov and Behemoth.
“Your ID cards?” she asked. …
“I beg a thousand pardons, but what ID cards?” asked a surprised Korovyov.
“Are you writers?” asked the woman in turn.
“Of course we are,” replied Korovyov with dignity.
“May I see your ID’s?” repeated the woman.
“My charming creature …” began Korovyov, tenderly.
“I am not a charming creature,” interrupted the woman.
“Oh, what a pity,” said Korovyov with disappointment, and continued, “Well, then, if you do not care to be a charming creature, which would have been quite nice, you don’t have to be. But, here’s my point, in order to ascertain that Dostoevsky is a writer, do you really need to ask him for an ID? Just look at any five pages of any of his novels, and you will surely know, even without an ID, that you’re dealing with a writer. Besides, I don’t suppose that he ever had any ID! What do you think?”
Korovyov turned to Behemoth.
“I’ll bet he didn’t,” replied the latter. …
“You’re not Dostoevsky,” said the citizeness. …
“Well, but how do you know, how do you know?” replied [Korovyov].
“Dostoevsky is dead,” said the citizeness, but not very confidently.
“I protest!” exclaimed Behemoth hotly. “Dostoevsky is immortal!”
“Your ID’s, citizens,” said the citizeness.
Although the book, whose working title was “Satan in Moscow,” was completed in 1940 it did not appear in print in uncensored form until the 1970s. (…)
Full article: Welcome to Satan’s Ball - Chris Hedges
Animals in a Ukrainian zoo have been left to die of starvation in the wake of the country’s political turmoil, it has been claimed.
The director of Kharkiv Zoo blamed Ukraine’s warring politicians for failing to provide funds, saying the zoo only have enough food to last until Monday.
THAT IS TOMORROW!!! 10/03/14
Alexey Grigoriev is said to be ‘in tears’ over the plight of the animals, and has pleaded with the prime minister for help.
’Our animals are not fighting for power, they do not share anyone’s political views, they just want to live,’ said a statement by the zoo.
‘Without emergency measures, our completely innocent animals will start dying next week.’
A pregnant elephant was hungry and on the point of expiring from exhaustion, it was claimed.
Local reports say funds earmarked for the zoo have been sent elsewhere.
A letter sent by the director Grigoriev to Ukraine’s prime minister said: ‘The Kharkiv zoo animals on the verge of starvation.’
Suppliers have been providing food for free for three months but have now refused to provide more, he said, pleading with the government for immediate action.
The country - partially invaded by Russia last week - is also on the point of bankruptcy.
A local campaigner for the zoo, Olga Sitkovskaya, said: ‘I spoke to the director and, sorry for this detail, but this clever, strong adult man burst into tears of helplessness.
‘The city allocates funds needed for maintaining the zoo, but Kiev redirects the money to some of its needs.
'As a result, the animals in the zoo, are in a catastrophic situation.’
‘Along with the whole country, our zoo is living through difficult and terrifying times,’ said the zoo statement.
‘By Monday, we will have nothing with which to feed the animals.’
The Killers (Russian: Убийцы) is a 1956 student film by the Soviet and Russian film director Andrei Tarkovsky and his fellow students Marika Beiku and Aleksandr Gordon. It is based on the short story The Killers by Ernest Hemingway, written in 1927. It was Tarkovsky’s first film, produced when he was a student at the State Institute of Cinematography (VGIK). (…)
"About the book
The treatment of indigenous and tribal peoples, the world’s largest minority, is a major humanitarian issue. It shapes world history and raises profound questions about what it really means to be human.
This book refutes criticisms of tribal rights and answers about every question you might have about them: how they live; their history; what they want; and what they have given the world. Governments will hate it.”
"YEARS" - A record player that plays slices of wood.
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Album: A handful of Beauty(1977)