Showing posts with label propaganda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label propaganda. Show all posts

November 7, 2014

February 15, 2013

They still try to rewrite history.

Russia's ambassador makes some controversial observations on the eve of the ninety-fifth anniversary of Lithuanian independence.

Click on the "Deportation," "Displaced Persons," or "Siberia" tags below.

November 18, 2012

Attention Toronto Readers

(I know there are at least four of you.)

The Lithuanian film, Fireheart: The Legend of Tadas Blinda opens in Toronto on Friday, November 23, 2012, as part of the European Union Filmfest.

"Braveheart," move over.

"Tadas Blinda" also was a television series that ran in the Lithuanian Soviet Socialist Republic. The show highlighted the struggle of the peasants against the aristocracy. You can get a taste of it—you don’t need to understand Lithuanian to digest its flavor—here:


Thanks to my Toronto Cousin for forwarding the information about the movie to us.

September 5, 2012

Awareness

It's time for my annual reminder. September is National Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month. I'm not asking you to donate money to a charity. I'm not asking you to wear a teal bracelet or a teal t-shirt that reads, "It's all about the ovae." I'm not asking you to buy a ribbon of any kind or to lobby legislators to light up the State Capitol with teal lights.

I'm asking you to learn the subtle symptoms so that you can help yourself or a loved one. Know the warning signs before you or a woman you love reaches Stage IIIC or Stage IV.

Think about the accomplished women—besides my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana—who have died from this disease.

And because I like to play with my readers, I give you this, to prove that "National" Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month is now official.

April 18, 2012

Language Lessons

My paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, tried to teach me her native Russian language. It was a struggle. I learned only a few phrases (blue-tongued insults and foodie terms), and I now regret that Russian is not among the languages I understand fluidly.

Perhaps my disinterest in the Russian lessons stemmed from the books Tatjana used to teach me:


The only thing familiar about this book cover is the set of bows in the girl's hair.

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The boys wear the mandatory red neckkerchiefs.

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Tatjana thought my understanding would improve if she penciled in the meaning of the words above them in Lithuanian.

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The last pages of the book remind children about what's really important. Look! The right-hand page is torn out. Was it a picture of Stalin that someone ripped up?
  
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A later edition in the same series is not more inspiring.

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It, too, has lessons for the little comrades.

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Here's the 1959 French language book with which Tatjana had much more success.

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That's one lurky wolf!

March 9, 2012

Foreign Press

Although I wasn't crazy about reading when I was a child, I sometimes didn't mind it when people read *to* me. I definitely enjoyed receiving beautiful books. 

Relatives living in the Lithuanian Soviet Socialist Republic occasionally mailed lovely books printed in the Soviet Union. These books were made for foreign distributionlocals could buy them only to send overseas. The books also were products of the Cold War. Whether written in Lithuanian or English, the parables exported a message the Soviets wanted American children to hear.

These are some of my favorites printed by the "Government Foreign Distribution Printing House."


Pushkin's nineteenth-century fairy tale warns about the dangers of materialism.


The back of the book features the logo of the golden fish. 


Let's take a closer look, a look past that fish. 


 You see, little child? The fisherman's wife started to act like a Tsaritsa!

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It's Cinderella!!


The artwork on the cover and first page point to a happy ending.


But the story opens with the image of the decadent aristocracy. Not only were they repugnant; they all behaved the same way.


The Silver Coin.

 
It looks biblical!
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"The titular little horse helps Ivan, a peasant’s son, carry out the many unreasonable demands of the tsar … [During the tsarist era,] [c]ensors banned the complete story for over 20 years in the mid-19th century because it made the Tsar appear foolish. Until 1856, the tale was published with dots representing omitted verses and songs in many sections. The tale is meant to be a satire on the absurdities of Russian feudal and bureaucratic life at the time."


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It's the traditional favorite, Jūratė ir Kastytis.


Cost: three rubles.