How do you know?

commie-scumI received a very hateful e-mail. The biggest issue is that this e-mail came from a governmental server, in the USA. It was a disgruntled employee of the American government and they sent an e-mail to express their unbridled anger at the fact that I would dare ever proclaim that Russia is as good or better than the USA. It was a commie hating, death threat and hope I rot in hell e-mail. The anger and hatred was so vile that it is scary we have people in our government that can be this loose of a canon and allowed to be public servants…

They did say one thing that caught my attention; They said, “How do you know that the @%$#&^* commies ain’t going to kill you by a mafia tie, as you sleep?” **

Seriously; they said those very words, quote … endquote… (minus the cuss word)

The word I have come to associate with the U.S. is the term sadness; “Sad as an eagle without wings, sad as a violin with only one string — Jean Rhys”

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Therefore, How do I know they won’t? 😐

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Well maybe it is the fact that I have the blessing of a woman who loves me, the most wonderful woman in the world and she is a Russian and she is communist! OMG…

Well maybe it is the fact that I have a buddy who would do anything for me and he is Russian, but Vodka is his political affiliation! OMG…

Well maybe it is the fact that I spent almost three hours last night talking to a Master Degree Journalist and she has a son who is 17 years old and desires to become a journalist also. They, exactly like my sweetie are intellects. They are well educated common folk, who had opportunities to get free education at all levels of schooling and they used that availability and expounded on it. They are thinkers and learners…

From which Russia has an abundance of intellects and it makes for a wonderful country…

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Most of all, I know they are not going to cut my head off in the middle of the night, because, last night a Russian commie came into our yard and filled up two buckets with cool fresh water from somewhere… Explain please… 🙂

Okay; something has happened to our well, we have no water and I was getting ready to make a run to the source to get some water. Water is important and we need it to live. Well, last night while I slept, one of them sneaky damn communist, those type that want to take over the world, filled up my water buckets and the wells are still dry. This act of filling the water buckets with dry wells is a major ordeal and to fill someone else water buckets and not tell who, is a act of true friendship. This is not a facade of friendship it is a reality of such friendship. This involved kilometers of travel to bring water to my home, if by foot it is unbelievable, if by car, still a hardship…

To be honest, I am not sure who brought the water, I have suspicions, for you see, I am known to drop things off at peoples places, things they need and have to have to have a better life. I do not intrude, I just drop things off. Thus, last night someone returned a favor and if one thing I know, Russians return what they have been freely given. It may be fresh chicken eggs, it may be a sack of potatoes, it may be a beam of wood that they know you need, but they will return to people who care, the same care back…

Thence, two buckets of cool cold water, sitting on my table outside this morning, looking at me with it’s shimmering smile of a surface, tells me that, these Russian Commies are most likely not going to cut my head off or slit my throat in the middle of the night or for that matter; anytime soon…

Therefore, How do I know they won’t?

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

** – Mafia tie: The act of slitting open the neck, just above the Adam’s apple, and pulling the person’s tongue out through the hole, making it look like a little necktie…

About the Author

Russian_Village

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.