I now live in Northern California, in the heart of the Bay Area, thousands of miles away from my homeland.
And yet the poison of Soviet propaganda seeps through college dorms just as it did in Soviet classrooms.
Stop a random youth on the street and you’ll find out what he thinks about capitalism (bad!) and communism/socialism (good!). Their favorite news programs are the “Daily Show” and the “Colbert Report,” where comedians reinforce their brainwashing via short, catchy clips.
Walk through Berkeley and you will see wall graffiti of the same hammer and sickle that adorned the big red flags of the Soviet era.
This doesn’t extend to just youths. People of all ages, even acquaintances that I otherwise respect and admire, are like this. They support the “progressive” leader Barack Obama, worship the nanny state, and believe in equality of outcome rather than equality of opportunity.
They badmouth capitalism and complain that only one percent of the American population has the “American dream.” They buy into the class warfare rhetoric hook, line, and sinker. They want artificially raised minimum wage, government handouts, and believe that Obamacare is the greatest thing since the invention of pockets.
I look at them and the red ties materialize, familiarly, around their necks.
Don’t waste your breath, dear Alyosha, the mooing cattle idiots didn’t listen then, they won’t be listening now. And when the whole shebang collapses and they’re standing in bread lines three blocks down the street, when “health care” means waiting months to have an uneducated butcher hack away at you, when everybody (if they’re lucky) lives in suffocatingly small one bedroom apartments in giant, grey concrete apartment blocks, then they’ll blame somebody else for what they brought upon themselves.
And then they’ll repeat the same bullshit somewhere else.
The one thing they won’t do is listen, because then they’d have to admit that they were every bit as imbecilically wrong as we told them, over and over again, that they were.
Pearls before swine, Alyosha, pearls before swine.