I’ve never been to Russia, although I’ve spent a significant amount of my life appreciating some of their greatest contributions to the world, so I guess you could call me a Russophile. You could also call me a poseur fag too, if you want.
I’ve never been to Russia, although I’ve spent a significant amount of my life appreciating some of their greatest contributions to the world, so I guess you could call me a Russophile. You could also call me a poseur fag too, if you want. Your call. Most of my appreciation comes in the predictable areas, like literature, for example.
That’s all well and good, as far as nerdy shit goes, but if we’re talking about Russia, probably the only thing they’re better at producing over there than writers, corporate criminals and shit-faced mafia goons is gorgeous dead-eyed sluts.
See what I mean? Siberian broads from like 100 years ago were still hotter than our shit we got going over here today.
The reason I bring all of that up is because I’ve been looking at this amazing website English Russia nonstop for the past year or so, and thinking a lot about just how ridiculous a bundle of contradictions that giant alien landscape is over there.
Maybe the reason why it’s so fascinating to people like me is that it’s basically a science fiction novel that actually happened. It’s like one of those alternate universe stories, where there are a few minor differences that end up being some weighty metaphor about humanity. Or is it the exact opposite of the United States? Our very own bizzaro world?
People used to think about this shit a lot back when we were going to destroy each other and the entire world because we had different ideas about who should be allowed to get rich off of the machines our people built in factories.
If anything about Russia is even remotely interesting to you, you will spend hours paging through English Russia. It’s a collection of both the truly alien on earth remains of their fallen empire, a fucked-up look at their ridiculous pop culture, and a historic window into a history that seems out of place and time. Most of the photography on here is gorgeous.
This page here on creepy Russian playgrounds is worth a look at the whole thing.
No wonder these kids grow up to be so angry.
That’s some Pandora shit right there.
Even their sink holes seem like a metaphor.