Tiny Russian Village Life in Photos and some coffee thinks…

What is Tiny Russian Village life?

I think the images above say the story very well. I took these images yesterday and this morning. They sum up what life is about in the Tiny Russian Village…

I laughed so hard at the duck. It was paddling and leaving a wake. He was quacking and moving full steam ahead. I am sure he was running from us mean creatures and warning the world that evil was around….but there was no one but two guys fishing and they could careless about the duck, Boza or I. But hey that duck could move…

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Vova broke his Niva…

Brown House people were leaving the village to go home. They got their car stuck and Vova went to pull them out. Well he got them out, but blew the rear end out of LADA Niva. I mean he sheared the ring and pinion and now the Niva needs a new rear end. Poor Vova…

He will find (? hopefully) a rear end for it in the Big Village and I told him I would help him put it in…

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I get a bunch of thumbs up over our garden. The villagers are happy that I have taken to village life and I have become one of them. I give the small world of a village a new aspect about who and what an American can be. I know that I am not what they expected. Russians are very down to earth people, just as we use to be as a whole in America. I am not saying that we do not have people like that, but in America we have lost the edge. Russians in Moscow and several other large cities here in Russia are very American like. Then again, even a Muscovite, tries to grow food anyway they can. I do see a younger generation in Russia that is losing touch, but only in the huge cities. Therefore, cities seem to me to be a downfall of society. Cities allow to many places to hide what needs to be kept in full view, so that it can be dealt with if needed. In a city, it is easy to get lost and hide…

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I am my own worst enemy! I drive myself to the point of exhaustion and that is even after I have learned to be smart. Old habits die hard and I find myself pushing myself, pushing and never getting anywhere in my mind. Then I stop and look around and see that I have really accomplished a lot. But I never can get what I want to get done. For that, I beat myself up and push harder to garner more and more…

This was what drove me to the top when I was young and it is what drove me to the edge of the death bed, when I had six heart attacks…

Sometimes I think I am running from something. Even if I do not go anywhere physically. I find that I push myself and yet, I am what I am…

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America and her Neocons;

First; we pushed small countries. Those countries could not defend themselves and have fallen under a chaotic life now that we have destroyed what kept them sane. All in the name of Democracy…

Second; we went after the Russia Bear and found a country that withstood the games and is now starting to prosper again. We have not given up on destroying Russia, but while we have been propagandized and played with by the Neocons of the Western Empire over Russia. They have sneaked around and tried to bite a Sleeping Tiger…

Third; we are now going after China. This is called stretching ourselves too thin. China, like Russia, will not bend to the crap! All I can say is that while you have danced to presidential election games and argued over British leaving the EU, we have stepped on China’s toes and created a condition of a very volatile flashpoint to war…

Fourth; and definable not least. China and Russia are in total coordination about what will happen when America steps over the Rubicon….The east and west divide I talk about has just become a canyon, a very large canyon, that is grown by erosion of the games of Neocons in the west….We have allowed a small percent of the worlds population to carry us to the doors of Hell, when we should be striving for the doors of Heaven…

Neocons; a person who loves death and war more than life itself…

WtR