In 1977, the year I was born and the year my father, his mother, his aunt and many other Jews left the Soviet Union (my mother and I left in 1978), the Soviet propaganda machine began circulating a rumor. In 1989, Boris Yeltsin, fresh off of visiting the Johnson Space Center, dropped by a Randalls supermarket in the suburbs of Houston and realized the disparity between everyday Americans and Soviet citizens, “When I saw those shelves crammed with hundreds, thousands of cans, cartons and goods of every possible sort, for the first time I felt quite frankly sick with despair for the Soviet people. If I Had a Hammer (and Sickle, and Swastika) That’s okay, because writing his adventures as a novel also allows Klienheinz to tell several amusing anecdotes about the history of the Soviet Union, and in one passage, how similar it was to another evil empire to its west: “It’s funny,” said Petr, to John.
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Published at: 2026-02-22 20:46:52
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