Majority of Eastern Germans Feel Life Better under Communism

less speak Ukrainian (after all it's, in fact, just a dialect of Russian).
imperialistic 🇷🇺 CRAP


Ukranien language is a version of old Belarusian (The GDL) language . Your (Mongol - old Bulgarian ) " language" was created (in its modern form) in 19c by French speakers like Pushkin

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Muscovy was formed on lands with finno-ugric peoples like Merya, Mordvins, Muroma etc. And from Slavic culture this country had only Mongol version of old-bulgarian language ( based MOSTLY on religious texts ). Much more in common Muscovites have with Ugric , Karelian, Tatar , etc. cultures AND Muscovy should remove from East Slavic culture group.

 
Yes. If Putin wins WWIII

„Ich weiß nicht, mit welchen Waffen der Dritte Weltkrieg ausgetragen wird, aber der IV. Weltkrieg wird mit Stöcken und Steinen ausgetragen.“
Albert Einstein
“I don't know what weapons will be used in World War III, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.“

(with more or less acceptable level of losses) - he'll be praised as one of the best Russian leaders and the saviour of Russia, either.

Sure - but he and you won't look very photogenic, scalped and teared in pieces from all the people who will love him and you and all other Russian Stalinists after World War 3.



Honey, the weather is beautiful
I can't bear to stay at home any longer
Today you have to go out into the countryside
Out into the colorful spring!
Every boy and his girl
With a food parcel
Sitting in the green clover today -
Honey, I've got an idea:

Look, the sun is warm and the air is balmy
Let's go poison pigeons in the park!
The trees are green and the sky is blue
Let's go poison pigeons in the park!
We sit together in the arbor
And each of us poisons a pigeon
Spring, it penetrates to the very core
Poisoning pigeons in the park

Honey, go, bring the arsenic quickly
That's what works best
Sprinkle it on a graham loaf criss-cross
Take the Scherzel, they love to eat it
First chase away the sparrows
Because they mess everything up
Such a sparrow is too quick, he eats the poison in no time
And the poor deaf bird (=pigeon) looks on

Yes, spring, spring, spring is here
Let's go poison pigeons in the park!
Can there be a greater pleasure in life
Than poisoning pigeons in the park?
Hansl likes to go with the Mali
Because Mali, she pays for the cyanide
Hearts are weak and love is strong
Poisoning pigeons in the park...
Take something for us to snack on -
In the other pocket!
Let's go poison pigeons in the park!
 
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Interesting reality. Being interested in what other people think and believe. I'm not surprised. A one size fits all never really works or satisfies everybody.

Majority of Eastern Germans Feel Life Better under Communism - 2009

Homesick for a DictatorshipMajority of Eastern Germans Feel Life Better under Communism

Glorification of the German Democratic Republic is on the rise two decades after the Berlin Wall fell. Young people and the better off are among those rebuffing criticism of East Germany as an "illegitimate state." In a new poll, more than half of former eastern Germans defend the GDR.

VonJulia Bonstein
03.07.2009, 19.18 Uhr
Eastern Germans actually lived in some kind of wealth. And they had a low crime rate and full employment.
 
Eastern Germans actually lived in some kind of wealth. And they had a low crime rate and full employment.

Nazi, year by year in the GDR the food became more worse. And in the year 1989 about 189 000 informal employees of the Stasi had been active. One spy per 89 inhabitants!!! Highest spy rate in the world. Children in the kindergarten and school were interrogated about their parents. Spouses betrayed their partners to the Stasi. Any colleague could be from this secret service. Murder was a totally normal business of the Stasi - also in West Germany. And torture methods anyway had not been a problem for the Stasi. So what for heavens sake do you call a low crime rate? Fear and repression done by a totally criminal state? And "full employment" is easily able to be realized if some dig holes and others fill them up again.
 
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Nazi, year by year in the GDR the food became more worse. And in the year 1989 about 189 000 informal employees of the Stasi had been active. One spy per 89 inhabitants!!! Highest spy rate in the world. Children in the kindergarten and school were interrogated about their parents. Spouses betrayed their partners to the Stasi. Murder was a totally normal busines of the Stasi - also in West Germany. And torture methods anyway had not been a problem for the Stasi. So what for heavens sake do you call a low crima rate? Fear and suppresison done by a criminal state. And "full employment" is easily able to be realized if some dig holes and others fill them up again.
Especially food was a strength of the GDR. They droned in meat. West-Berlin also bought their food from the GDR. And if you think the political system of the GDR was terrible, then you need to put that in relation to the other Warsaw Pact countries.
 
Probably after I killed the unofficial collaborator they deployed as my "neighbor".


 
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Especially food was a strength of the GDR.

Did you ever eat something in a restaurant in the GDR? ... Terrible. ...

They droned in meat.

"Broiler" ... Fried chicken. Not from Kentucky but at least the fried chicken was edible.


West-Berlin also bought their food from the GDR.

They got the good stuff for hard money. And when they were starved out, the Western powers helped with an airlift.

And if you think the political system of the GDR was terrible,

Terrible is an understatement. It was totally idiotic.

then you need to put that in relation to the other Warsaw Pact countries.

Sorry. But as a German idiot I preferred to compare Germany with Germany. And Germany was far better than Germany, Nazi. Now Germany is only a little better than Germany any longer - and this also not in all cases.



I know that there wasn't a single tree left on the street here
Ruins towered into the sky, black and burnt empty
And a wind of dust and soot blew over bomb craters
I stumbled in shoes much too big for my feet
Beside my mother, my field cap over my ears
It was winter '46, I was four and I was freezing
Over fields of rubble and through forests of burnt steel
And when I close my eyes today, I see it all again

That was my Berlin, my Berlin, my Berlin
Pulling the empty handcart over the cobblestones
That was my Berlin

There were barriers, there were roadblocks overnight
Then the roar in the air, and there was the longed-for freight
The Dakotas and the Skymasters, and they turned the tide
And we guessed the nations of the world were watching this city
There were my school days in the red brick building
Long stockings, short pants, and I was and was not clever
Then the day in June when Potsdamer Platz was in flames
I saw people fighting tanks with their bare hands

That was my Berlin, my Berlin, my Berlin
People fleeing in the hail of bullets from their human brothers
That was my Berlin

That was my “Sturm und Drang” time, and I saw a piece of the world
And came home and found that half of my world was locked up
Windows were hastily bricked up and some houses
The curtains still blew out to the west between the stones
How often have I lost my longing, how often my mind
How often have I banged my head on this wall
How often did I despair, how often did I stand there speechless
How often did I see them until I finally didn't see them anymore!

That was my Berlin, my Berlin, my Berlin
Watchtowers, crosses, wilted wreaths that dotted the city
That was my Berlin

There were the speechless years, then came indifference
Old scars, new wounds, then came the rift
70s demos and the 80s barricades, Kreuzberg is burning!
Graffiti on the walls: stones are not an argument
Didn't I feel the tiredness and disappointment myself?
Haven't I already tied up my bundle in my mind?
All the talking, the tactics have robbed me of my nerve
And yet I believed in the future here like a man possessed

That was my Berlin, my Berlin, my Berlin
Resistance and contradictions, reality and utopias
That was my Berlin

I know that there wasn't a single tree left on the street here
Ruins towered into the sky, black and burnt empty
Now I'm standing here after so many years and I just can't believe it
The trees that stand here are almost as old as I am
I've lived my whole life in half the city?
What do I say now that you've given me the other half too?
Now I'm standing here and my eyes can't get enough of them
At these pictures: Freedom, freedom at last over my city!

That is my Berlin, my Berlin, my Berlin
Is there a better word for hope, walking upright, never kneeling again?
That is my Berlin


Reinhard Mey
 
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And when they were starved out,
That actually never happened. The border was free to cross until the wall was erected. So it was possible to go to East Berlin to buy food. The care packages were only for people who had relatives in the US, btw.


Sorry. But as a German idiot I preferred to compare Germany with Germany. And Germany was far better than Germany, Nazi. Now Germany is only a little better then Germany any longer - and this also not in all cases.
For example East Germans were free to go to church. In Russia, the churches turned into warehouses or even barns.
 
Failure to address the OP
Iy addresses the OP perfectly. It's just one of those troublesome facts you communists try and hide.
 

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