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I have said on a number of occasions - and apologies in advance to my Latvian readers - that I miss the Red Menace™. It was a simpler time when honest, God-fearing folk knew who the enemy was: the heathen, black-hearted Soviet hordes from those countries where people ate turnips and lived in soulless grey cities lacking in jazz clubs and technicolour films.

Their women were hairy legged peasants (or untrustworthy vixens), men nicotine-stained meatheads, and children mindless zombies pre-programmed to know nothing of love, family or nylon stockings.

We had our bombs trained on them, and were ready to destroy the world, lest their bland Bolshevik tendencies overwhelm our fun loving will to strip malls, strip clubs and ready access to hardcore pornography! Better DEAD than Red, remember!
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Sue said…
Not in the house I grew up in! Where the communist newspaper was delivered to our door by the friendly Australian Communist Party secretary's wife!
To me they were the good guys!!!
23 March 2009 at 17:02
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, let's just say that although we were by no means an "anti-communist" household, your brother had a somewhat less idealised view of the Soviet Union than your father...
23 March 2009 at 17:48
Anonymous said…
I still believe whole heartedly in the socialist ideal.
23 March 2009 at 18:30
Babzy.B said…
you're really good at finding old adds , propaganda from both sides !
23 March 2009 at 19:22
Miles McClagan said…
My all time favourite advert is a Communist ad for saving electricity. I've not seen it for years, but it had a guy leaving his family, putting clothes in a case, packing, family crying, then he comes back, seems to have had a change of heart his family looks delighted and...

He switches off the lights.
23 March 2009 at 21:37
Sue said…
Me too, Roddy. I have mellowed in my old age!
23 March 2009 at 21:42
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, good luck with that!
24 March 2009 at 10:06
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, the Internet is a wonderful tool!
24 March 2009 at 10:07
Kris McCracken said…
Miles, I need to find that ad...

Do you like it better than the radioactive cream?
24 March 2009 at 10:07
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, I should hope so...
24 March 2009 at 10:07
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