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Everything Old Is New Again, Ukraine War Edition
Boris Grebenshchikov, a well-known Russian singer and songwriter, sometimes apparently labeled the "Grandfather of Russian Rock," performed this song on March 2 in London, saying "The war between Russia and Ukraine is madness, and the people who made it are the shame of Russia." Various sources (e.g., here, here, and here) report that both appearances by Grebenshchikov and performances of any of his work have been banned by Russian authorities, though I can't vouch for the accuracy of that.
I found the performance quite affecting: The sentiment is hardly novel, but the occasion (and Grebenshchikov's performance) gave it heft. Then I looked more closely, and saw that it was in fact not novel—it was written in 1917, under the title "That which I must say," by the great Russian singer and songwriter Alexander Vertinsky, apparently prompted by the death of young anti-Bolshevik soldiers in the Communist revolution. (Grebenschikov's version changes some words, but only slightly.)
It is a deeply pessimistic song, from a part of the world that has long had much to be pessimistic about. For those who can't read the Russian text, here is my inexpert and regrettably unpoetic translation.
I don't know why, and who needs it,
Who sent them to die, with an untrembling hand,
Only that so mercilessly, so evilly and needlessly,
They lowered them into eternal rest.
The cautious spectators silently huddled in their coats,
And some woman with a distorted face
Kissed the dead man on his blue lips
And threw her wedding ring at the priest.They covered them with branches, mixed them with dirt
And went back home, to secretly talk
About how it's time to bring an end to the disgrace,
And how, soon, starvation will come.And no-one thought simply to kneel
And to tell these boys, that in this talentless nation
Even bright feats of valor are only steps
Into the endless abysses, to the inaccessible Spring.
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It all could have been avoided, if we had only promised not to admit Ukraine to NATO.
If only I would have told him what he wanted to hear he wouldn't have hit me! It's my fault...
We should have refused to admit Ukraine to NATO, regardless of Putin's demands.
I'm pretty sure we didn't admit Ukraine to NATO.
Just had another thought off the top - another way this could have been avoided would have been if Putin didn't invade his peaceful neighbors.
Don't be ridiculous.
I know, right? Why would we want to admit a European democracy with a big hostile neighbor to a defensive alliance? That is crazy talk. Comrade Roger clearly is speaking pravda here.
"It was when she got the restraining order that I knew she would never stop the harassment until I killed her."
Why is Putin still alive? This is ridiculous. He has the protection of the American lawyer profession, the font and protector of evil, not just in the USA, but in the world.
I am offended that you think we're dumb enough to believe that you're dumb enough to believe that.
Not to go all Godwiny on you, but Goebels couldn't have said it better himself.
Even if translated inartfully (and I suspect you're likely being too hard on yourself) I found the lyrics powerful and moving to read.
Are you a fan of Thomas Wolfe, or Tom Wolfe, or perhaps Gene Wolfe? Or maybe Nero Wolfe.
Nero Wolfe! I always enjoy escaping to the brownstone when I can.
Reminds me of the song Zombie by the Cranberries, "It's the same old theme
Since nineteen-sixteen
In your head, in your head, they're still fighting
With their tanks, and their bombs
And their bombs, and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are dying"
This goes back to 1917 instead.
An unhappy part of the world indeed, east of the Rhine and north of the Danube. This all could have been avoided, if Varus had not been ambushed.
“Quinctilius Varus, where are my eagles?!”
It looks like 'God Save the Queen" has become very popular with Ukrainian troops, but I don't know if it's the traditional or Sex Pistols version:
"Ukrainian soldiers are reportedly using “God Save the Queen!” as a de facto battle cry while firing the NLAW anti-tank missiles provided by the UK government, "
The NLAW is much smaller, cheaper, and has 1/3 the range as the javelin, but the Brits have supplied about 4000 of them and they only weigh 30lbs and can take out a tank at 600-800 meters.
2 men hiding in a bush or abandoned building a half a mile from a tank column and taking out a tank can cause a lot of problems.
"Death of the Ball Turret Gunner," Randall Jarrell
"From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose."
Songs and poems about war and its toll abound. For those of us of a certain age and experience, John Prine's "Sam Stone" hits the note. A particularly poignant performance: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1TmNNZJ2HI
Sort of reminded of Don McClean's The Grave.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p05aJNfWib8
Both style and sentiment are in the same general ballpark.