I’m too lazy right now to search for a source but is this true?
Yep. The Nokmim. This was Abba Kovner’s group. He’s the skinny hatless guy in the back row of the photograph who looks like he’s a concert violinist or something.
kawaiilluminatii on Tumblr demanded, and I quote, “YMCA but instead of young man they say comrade and YMCA is USSR,” and liquidcoma threw in a first line. And, of course, I followed up with that third line up there…
…and then after that I couldn’t stop myself. I tried, I swear, but I kept adding more chunks in a series of reblogs. So:
The Biggest, Hottest Communist Disco Club of 1978
2016 Crime and the Forces of Evil, I guess?
Comrade! Steel production is down,
I said comrade! Pick yourself off the ground
I said comrade! Seize the factory in town
There’s no need to be a wage slave
Comrade! Marx’s principles show
clearly (Comrade!) There’s no meaning to dough –
it’s all shackles! You must cast them aside
if you want to gain class freedom
(in the video in my head, the five horn hits going into the chorus are red flags popping up – FLAG! FLAG! FLAG! FLAG! FLAG!)
The workers rule in the U S S R
The workers rule in the U S S R
We have thrown down our chains, we have taken the reigns,
In the name of the working class!
The workers rule in the U S S R
The workers rule in the U S S R
We have seized control from the capitalists
Private property won’t exist
Comrade! Have the peasants been armed? I ask
Comrade! Have collectives been formed? I ask
Comrade! Are the bourgeois informed?
That their ruling days are over
No one, does it all by themselves
I said no one! or you’ll end up in cells
So come join us! In the U S S R
Be the in-ter-na-tion-al-ist!
(FLAG) (FLAG) (FLAG) (FLAG) (FLAG)
The workers rule in the U S S R
The workers rule in the U S S R
We have thrown down our chains, we have taken the reigns,
In the name of the working class!
The workers rule in the U S S R
The workers rule in the U S S R
We have seized control from the capitalists
Private property won’t exist
Comrade! I was once in your shoes
I said Comrade! Down and out with the blues
I felt no one! cared if I would survive
The whole system was just jive and
That’s when someone, came right up to me
And said comrade, there’s solutions you see
There’s a system, in the U S S R
That can start you back on your way
(FLAG) (FLAG) (FLAG) (FLAG) (FLAG)
The workers rule in the U S S R
The workers rule in the U S S R
We have seized control from the capitalists
Private property won’t exist
U S S R! The workers rule in the U S S R
U S S R! The workers rule in the U S S R
Comrade, Comrade, there’s no need to feel down
Comrade, Comrade, pick yourself off the ground
U S S R! The workers rule in the U S S R!
Comrade, Comrade, I was once in your shoes
Comrade, Comrade, down and out with the blues
…aaaaand so on. NOPE AS I WAS WRITING THIS POST I DECIDED I HAD TO GO ADD TWO MORE VERSES AND ARRANGE IT SO IT MAPPED TO THE ORIGINAL SINGLE RELEASED IN 1978.
I’m actually kind of pleased with myself both over making “internationalist” scan, and for extensively paraphrasing Lenin’s letter to the short-lived Bavarian Soviet Republic in a disco song.
In a year that saw a seemingly unending string of police violence against black men and women, activists and ordinary Americans took to Twitter in a moving assessment of the lessons learned. While many of the tweets were sobering, one made a fantastic point about who really has the power and how.
If you’ve had unprotected sex and are afraid of possibly being at risk for HIV, please go to the emergency room and ask about POST EXPOSURE PROPHYLAXIS.
Works for up to 48 – 72 hours after exposure to HIV.
BOOST!
I wouldn’t need this but this is actually really cool and I’d like to share it in case anyone might need it.
If you see this on your dash REBLOG REBLOG REBLOG!!!! You could save a life
SAVE A LIFE ????????????????????????????????
There’s a FDA approved daily medication called Truvada, or the PrEP treatment, that is 92-99% effective in preventing the contraction of HIV.
Private insurance and Medicaid cover it. You can also get it for free in a lot of high risk cities like Atlanta, NY, and San Fransisco.
It’s the same cocktail they give to medical professionals who have had contaminated needle sticks/blood splashes from potentially infected blood. Very effective.
BOOST !!!!!
Please boost. You may think you’ll never need it, but you never know what might happen in your life
But still, people, just use a fucking condom please. There’s other STD’s and a condom is cheaper than those treatments. Use a condom, but know these things exist in worst case scenario.
Indeed, use a condom. Whilst PEP is waaaay better than contracting HIV / AIDS, it’s not 100% effective, and for many the side effects are pretty lousy. It’s not a quick fix like the morning after pill, but it is there for emergencies :)
The 401 is where they weed out the weak. You don’t drive on the 401 to get somewhere. You do it for the challenge. You do it to test your abilities like some Uchiha clan shit. Rush hour 401 is the breaking point between heaven and earth. Are you going to descend into a Lovecraftian hell or reach Nirvana? You will double the size of your biceps death-gripping your steering wheel. There is no time for rest or pulling off over into an exit. Bodily functions shut down. Cars on the side of the road and crashes closing lanes are a constant reminder that you are driving the razor’s edge. Death is mere seconds away at any given moment. They’re always doing construction but nothing is ever finished. It’s a constant roadblock for the hell of it. This is the Dark Souls 2 of Canadian driving. git good or get out
And that’s just normal mode. Have fun in the six-month long Ontario winter and enter some top-tier level of highway driving.
Recent studies about the effects of hiking and nature have been directed
at understanding just how this recreational activity affects both the
physiological and mental aspects of our brains. One of the main reasons
for this glut of research is because we’re spending so much less time
outdoors, overall. The average American child now spends half as much
time outside as compared to only 20 years ago. HALF. Only 6% of children
will play outside on their own in a typical week. Conversely, kids are
now spending almost 8 hours per day watching television, playing video
games, or using a computer, tablet, or phone for recreational purposes.
That number actually jumps up to 10 hours if you count doing two things
at once! Overall, Americans now spend 93% of their time inside a
building or vehicle.
According to a study published last July in Proceedings of the National
Academy of Sciences, a 90-minute walk through a natural environment had a
huge positive impact on participants. In a survey taken afterwards,
those people who took the natural walk showed far lower levels of
brooding, or obsessive worry. The control group who spent that 90
minutes walking through a city reported no such difference. Not only
that, but the scientists went a step further and did brain scans of the
subjects. They found that there was decreased blood flow to the
subgenual prefrontal cortex. What in the world does that mean? Well,
increased blood flow to this region of the brain is associated with bad
moods. Everything from feeling sad about something, to worrying, to
major depression seem to be tied to this brain region. Hiking
deactivates it.
I love how the INTERPOL pretzel cart is actually really good pretzels.
Does INTERPOL just have such a huge pretzel cart disguise budget that they get the highest quality of pretzels available? Did they specifically select the agent with the greatest proficiency for making pretzels?
Or maybe they put an agent on pretzel cart surveillance duty years ago, and he thought of it as just another undercover job, making his shitty pretzels and reporting back to his masters, but then something he never expected happened. He started to care about the pretzels he was making and selling. He got in too deep. The espionage was suddenly secondary to his true calling: making the best damn pretzels he could and selling them to hungry people near the area of interest.
It’s the INTERPOL version of Eliot.
Dude, Eliot probably knows him. (Those pretzels are very distinctive!) They hang out sometimes, swap recipes, bitch about yeast not cooperating when you really need it to, and compare knife blades. Eliot brings him a thermos of tea when he’s stuck working in inclement weather and in return, he makes sure to sneak vitamin powder into the pretzels he sells to Hardison because they both know how few vegetables Hardison ever eats.
I feel like Sterling drives a major policy change stating that if a food vendor is used as cover to case a place Eliot Spencer is known to frequent, it has to be quality food
after like six seperate instances of Eliot taking a bite, staring right into the hidden camera, and saying “seriously, Sterling?”
