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When the artist Polina Osipova saw photos of civilian bodies strewn across the street in the Ukrainian village of Bucha, she found she had no Russian words left to describe the atrocity. Instead, she sat and wrote an anti-war message in her mother tongue: Chuvash.
“At the beginning of the war, I asked other Chuvash people: should we die for the insane ideas of people who have been destroying our own culture for centuries?” says Osipova. “It’s important to have anti-war slogans in indigenous languages, but any education on people’s culture and roots is anti-war in essence, because it’s a fight against imperialism.”
Ahn agrees. “People are surprised at what is happening in Ukraine now. This, unfortunately, does not surprise me at all, because since childhood I know how white Russians treat those who do not look like them, who speak a different language, who grew up in a different culture.”
For now, activists hope that the Russian government’s dismissive attitudes towards ethnic minorities will work in their favour as they try to avoid repression.
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Russian literature recommendations

Since most posts about Russian literature on Tumblr are about Tolstoy and Dostoevsky, I thought it could be nice to broaden the spectrum a little. There are books out there that deserve more love!

Nikolai Gogol: if you search his name on Tumblr, the first three pages or so are all about an anime guy. You’re doing this man wrong. Dead Souls is really good, and so are The Viy and Evenings on a Farm Near Dikanka (which you should definitely read if you are interested in Eastern European folklore).

Alexander Griboyedov: Woe from Wit is a comedy that makes fun of Russian aristocracy in the 19th century. In 1825 Pushkin wrote that half of the lines of this play were bound to become proverbs, and that’s exactly what happened.  

Teffi: she was a humorist who wrote in the first half of the 20th century. My favourite book by her is Memories: From Moscow to the Black Sea, an account of her journey to exile after the revolution.

Mikhail Bulgakov: look, I know everyone and their grandma has read The Master and Margarita. BUT! He wrote so many other wonderful books! Heart of a Dog is a delightful satire of daily life in the USSR during the 20s, which features a dog that is turned into a human. A Young Doctor’s Notebook is darker and vaguely autobiographical, and also a great read.

Ilya Ilf and Yevgeny Petrov: The Twelve Chairs is an adventure novel, with a main character that was so beloved by the readers that he was given the Sherlock Holmes treatment (spoiler alert: even if he dies at the end of the book, the writers had to bring him back to life for a second novel.)

Daniil Kharms: it could be said that Kharms was a master of Absurdism, if it weren’t for the fact that his works, written mainly in the 30s, were published in the West only after 1968. If you want to get a taste of his works, Today I Wrote Nothing is a nice selection.

Sergei Dovlatov: his semi-autobiographical books relate about his daily life, the impossibility of being published in the USSR and emigration. They are all very funny, but in a bittersweet way. Should you decide to give them a chance, please drop me a dm, because I love this man and his works.  My favourite ones are The Suitcase, The Invisible Book and A Foreign Woman.

Venedikt Erofeev: Moscow to the End of the Line is really difficult to describe. It’s a railway poem in free verse, a drunken travel in an everyday Inferno full of word plays and pain. Please, do yourself a favour and read it. You’re welcome.

Arkady and Boris Strugatsky: mostly science fiction with social undertones. Roadside Picnic is a classic, Hard to Be a God and City of Doom are also worth reading.

Viktor Pelevin: his books are kind of a hit or miss for me, but Omon Ra is really good. If you think you might like space race stories with a grotesque twist, this is probably a book for you.

Lyudmila Petrushevskaya: if creepy, unsettling fairy tales and post-apocalyptic settings are your jam, go for it! There Once Lived a Woman Who Tried to Kill Her Neighbour’s Baby is a good collection of short stories.

This is not meant to be, by any means, a comprehensive list, or an impartial one – I focused mainly on the 20th century, because I like it best. If your favourite book is not here, either a) I haven’t read it, b) I did read it, but I didn’t like it, or c) I just straight up forgot about it. Feel free to add more suggestions! 

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[footage of the inside of an ordinary Eastern-European home, taken with a handheld phone camera, the man filming is walking from the living room to the back door of the house]

man, narrating in russian: Every fucking year, this time of the year, the pond at my backyard gets infested. What do ponds get infested with? Frogs? Poisonous weeds? Geese? No. Not my pond.

[The man opens the back door, stepping out into a garden. Three or four nude, human-like figures dash from the borders of a pond back into the water.]

man: Rusalki! I don't know where they come from or how they get here, and I can't afford to hire an exterminator every year. I can't let my cat outside anymore. Last year a rusalka managed to drown a whole deer in my pond, the stench was unbearable.

[He walks as he speaks, approaching the pond. There are several eerily beautiful female beings peering at him from under the surface, their long hair floating in the murky water. Their eyes are gleaming in an unhuman way. The man holding the camera stops to film them.]

man, calm and deadpan: What the fuck are all of you staring at. Get jobs or something.

[One of the rusalki, smaller than the others and clearly not a fully matured adult, slowly reaches out of the water with her white, thin hand, grasping his ankle. He appears unconcerned.]

man: You can't drown me, you little idiot. You're too small. Shoo!

[A loud thud startles the rusalki, making them scatter. A second thud makes it clear these are the approaching footsteps of something massive. The man turns around and points the camera at what appears to be a house, walking past above the treeline with chicken-like legs]

man, now yelling: IF YOUR HOUSE SHITS ON MY YARD AGAIN I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD-

This post is a joy and a delight.

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icedsilver

this is the energy

Okay I HAD to do this was just perfect

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manizha could come dead last in the esc final but she'd still be a winner for showing the world a side of russia that never gets representation. a refugee representing russia is huge. poc and lgbt ppl being shown on screen during russia's act is huge. having the guts to criticise misogyny in russia is huge (russian conservatives have been complaining about her song in parliament and she's even received death threats for challenging the sexism russian women suffer). and she did it in a way that didn't degrade russia, but honoured its traditions and culture. ppl underrate it, but russian woman is one of the most important songs ever at eurovision. she used her performance to spread an important message to the people of russia, one that uplifts women and minorities, and challenges those who antagonise them. I've never been so invested in a eurovision act and performer.

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oberiu
Your thoughts, dreaming on a softened brain, like an over-fed lackey on a greasy settee, with my heart’s bloody tatters I’ll mock again; impudent and caustic, I’ll jeer to superfluity. Of Grandfatherly gentleness I’m devoid, there’s not a single grey hair in my soul! Thundering the world with the might of my voice, I go by – handsome, twenty-two-year-old.
Вашу мысль мечтающую на размягченном мозгу, как выжиревший лакей на засаленной кушетке, буду дразнить об окровавленный сердца лоскут: досыта изъиздеваюсь, нахальный и едкий. У меня в душе ни одного седого волоса, и старческой нежности нет в ней! Мир огромив мощью голоса, иду – красивый, двадцатидвухлетний.
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isamai

This western-centric view of how race and nationality works bothers me. I would never say that Russia doesn’t have a race problem, but we have our own specifics, which make our situation different from other countries.

My friend send me a link, where English speakers call russian girl participating in some chinese show for singers - “colonizer”, basically having a bulling fest in a twitter replies.

Russia had never had colonies in a way many European countries had. Historians still argue about is it right to use the term “colonization” about Russia. Personally, I think it’s plausible but there is a good counter-argument, that Russian Empire hadn’t got the administrative and economical structure of colonial empire, and had a different model of ruling its subjects. As any empire, Russian empire was xenophobic by definition and was trying to unify things, which lead to many oppressive laws for cultural and ethnic minorities, and some of these laws acted like punishment for the disobedience, like attempts to russificate Poland in the 19th century (sorry).

But then comes 20th century and revolutions: 1905 one, and two in the 1917, in February and October.

Power is a resource, and then everything change, power structures shift too. For their own benefit and for survival (like in the Civil War) people had changed names, and never ever told their kids who they really are.

We had hungers in 20s and 30s due to a rapid industrialization and also due a criminal neglect and authorities decision, that some groups of people dying is alright (Holodomor, yes, I think it was soviet crime).

And then come Stalin repressions - a subject we still have problems talking about still. Many people died, there was a whole bureaucratic machine that killed people, so many people pretended that they aren’t themselves to stay alive.

So, as you can guess knowing family history in Russia is a rare thing. People know who are or were their grandparents, and may have a photo of great-grandparents, but lots of the important details are lost. You can even say (though I’m not sure) that knowing about your ancestors is a privilege here.

Then the War. Near 45 millions people died in the Second World War. Big part of European Russian territory were destroyed and needed to be rebuilt.

During the war some ethnic minorities (some Tatars, some Caucasians etc) were considered “untrustworthy” and were made to leave places there they lived with nothing and basically to survive in new places.

Due to centralization of USSR, where university graduates rarely had chosen place of work themselves, but mostly were send somewhere, there was a lot of mixing of people from different ends of the country.

Then USSR had fallen causing a new trauma for many people: imagine your country rapidly changing into a complete disappearance — it’s hard for humans. Especially if the whole economic system falls too.

And then the 90s. Long lines into shops with nothing in them, Chechen wars, slow economical growth, then 1998 crisis (russian 90s were awful and fresh and wild and strange, so you see younger Russian millennials grow up in a different atmosphere, and this the reason why I think that generation theory doesn’t work).

Russian history of 20th century is a wild ride of revolutions and oppression cycles. People were oppressed on a different base than in the US.

There were ethnic minorities which were systematically oppressed: like jewish people, for example. But it wasn’t on the base of skin colour, it was different.

In the modern Russia the closest thing to an American concept of “white person” is a “slavic person”. Again: the base of oppression is an ethnicity, your surname. Person’s skin colour could be the factor too, but it’s not because of it, it’s because people of some ethnicities have darker skin.

Even is person is slavic-looking, ethnic surname could generate problems for them.

One of the oppressed groups in Russia is literally Caucasians. People from Caucusus, belonging to one of the many Caucasian nationalities - that partially due the fact that there were terrorists camps, and terrorists from Caucasus organized many terracts in Russia (Nord-Ost, Beslan, several bombings in Moscow metro). So there is this stereotype of “Caucasian terrorist”, which influence lifes of people who have done nothing wrong, but they are met with xenophobia.

Another big one is Central Asians (Uzbeks, Tajiks etc) who come here to work on a low-wage jobs. Some of them stay here and bring their families here in Russia, and their kids study in russian schools, and they get russian passports (with a lot of difficulties, I won’t lie). But they aren’t becoming Russian.

Unfortunately, English doesn’t make a distinction between russian as a nation (россияне) and as a nationality (русские). So many people in Russia aren’t Russian ethically, it’s rather understandable. (look at the map! Siberia is a North Asia quite literally).

Is this girl Lana Russian-Russian? A difficult question. Her dad is Tatar, her mum is Russian (but nobody knows their ethnic history in Russia, so...). She learned new languages, moved into a new country, started career in a new country.

And if you know anything about modern China, the argument that Lana is colonizer become even funnier: because power dynamics in the Far East is very different.

And yes, there are strong prejudices against dark skinned people in the East, and the other girl Feifei, I think encounters a lot of them, and the casual racists are making lots of comments under her pictures. And yes, it’s disgusting.

And I perfectly understand the desire to protect her. But what is happening under Lana’s posts isn’t protection of Feifei. It’s straight-up bullying.

I find fascinating the international (western) fans reaction: their lack of knowledge, their desire to project the western power dynamics on chinese talent show, as well of complete lack of tact and etiquette.

I heard it’s called first-year syndrome, when after first year in the university it seems for some people that they know everything, while actually they only encountered the tip of iceberg... The world is big, and full of nuances, and they generalize things, which they shouldn’t.

To summarize this long-ass post:

- Russia isn’t West and isn’t Asia, we are mixed and have a rather tragic past and a shitty present;

- Power dynamics and racial context in each country is different and must be taken into account;

- Being oppressed in your own country isn’t an excuse to be an asshole online to other people.

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“The invisibility of homosexuality in Soviet Russia combined with the absence of research data on sexuality in general, let alone homosexuality, and the silence of scholars, which, the historian Dan Healey asserts, “has been a productive taboo in domestic and western historical writing, reinforcing myths of a natural, elemental, and unchanging heterosexuality” have made this enormous, culturally complex country into a virtual blank slate for the projection of Western sexual fears and fantasies. In the late Soviet period, the militant anti-communist Simon Karlinsky (1976) presented the last two decades of tsarist Russia as a ‘kind of golden age’ of homosexuality, which was brutally cut short with the rise of communism. The leftist historians John Lauritsen and David Thorstad (1974), on the other hand, located that golden age in the first decade of Soviet rule, when the Soviet criminal code made no mention of homosexuality. There is little doubt that these outsiders’ representations of sexuality, which emerged from what Healey refers to as a “problematic source base”, were to a greater or lesser extent shaped by “a complex and evolving tradition by which an ‘Eastern’ Europe was constructed as only just within the Christian orbit, yet at the same time as Other to a ‘civilized’ West”. Within the modern psychoanalytic discourse of sexual liberation, the long-standing contest between East and West has been construed either in terms of a puritanical, repressed West and an uninhibited, sensual East, or of a well-adjusted, democratic West and a violent, repressive East. Reich, in fact, switches from the former interpretive opposition to the latter in the fourth edition of Sexual Revolution. As we shall see, this imagined geography haunts recent attempts to apply ‘queer’ to the Russian context.”

— Brian James Baer, “Queer in Russia: Othering the Other of the West” (via your-instructions-from-moscow)

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awed-frog

“I just wanted to remind [the police] that we are here with peaceful purposes and without weapons, but they are not.

Injustice always concerns everyone.

It is foolish to think that this is a rally only for free elections or the admission of candidates. This is a rally in defence of elementary constitutional rights that would not be questioned in a democratic state.”

Olga Misik, 17, reads the Constitution - which affirms the right to peaceful gatherings - in front of the Moscow riot police.

[Background: pro-democracy demonstrations have been held in the Russian capital to protest against the ban of several opposition politicians from running in the September parliamentary elections and to call for more freedom and transparency. Olga was later arrested and charged, as were about one thousand other protestors.]

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this is stupid and sentimental and overly personal but: with the last episode of chernobyl coming, i don’t want it to end. i want to keep being seen, feeling seen, i want my reality and my home and my memories and my parents’ and grandparents’ reality to appear on screen again, the suffering and the history and the tragedy of this bitter country and its people. it’s a degree of respect and admiration and careful attention to mundane visual detail and grand moral qualities that i have never seen before even in any form of contemporary russian, let alone western media. it is painful and heartbreaking and horrifying, and it is ours. we need to see ourselves through others’ eyes without feeling humiliated or invisible for once, since we cannot do it through our own eyes, with our intrinsic bias and our government’s bullshit clouding the vision. it is, suddenly, a flash of understanding oneself through recognition. oh, you think as you see the carpets and the glasses and the houseplants and the cutlery, the panel blocks and the clothing and the solemn songs, the utterly despicable lies and the utterly selfless courage, oh, this is all mine and i have been carrying it with me, always, unthinkingly, and it is heavy.

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winterswake

CHERNOBYL ‘Please Remain Calm’

‘Remember, Alyosha, the roads of Smolenshchina’                ‘Ты помнишь, Алеша, дороги Смоленщины’ the poem by Konstantin Simonov (July 1941)                       поэма Константина Симонова (Июль 1941)

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