For some reason, the title of this blog has attracted a lot of debate from Russia here. I'm not sure why - there seems to be a lot of debate about 'good buy', 'good boy' and 'good bye'.
Ho hum. Guys, it's 'Good Buy, Lenin' because I'm thinking that in Russia these days you can buy anything, oil, fancy cars, houses, justice.....if you have the money, the law belongs to you! And this applies to many other post-Soviet countries.
Monday, 5 May 2008
Russian interest?
Posted by goodbuylenin at Monday, May 05, 2008 0 comments
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Tuesday, 25 March 2008
Tbilisi-Moscow
After about 18 months of embargo, direct flights have resumed between Moscow and Tbilisi.
One part of my mind says, why would any self-respecting Georgian want to fly to Moscow? Terrible, cold, corrupt place.
Reality is, however, that there is much work in Moscow, and those Georgians who already live in Moscow will be glad not to have to fly via Riga or Istanbul any more.
Will this have an impact on Istanbul-Tbilisi flights?
En passant, here in Lithuania I've been looking for Georgian wines - flying the flag and all that. Our government, of a country with a population of less than 3.5 million, 'stepped in ' when Russia started to boycott Georgian wines. Haven't had much success - I've seen some bottles of Georgian wine of varieties I don't know at all. Where are the Saperavis and Tsinandalis, those nice drinkable Georgian wines? I remember getting some in Vilnius just over a year ago....
Posted by goodbuylenin at Tuesday, March 25, 2008 0 comments
Sunday, 17 February 2008
Tell me something I don't know... or fur coat and nae knickers?
The British journalist Carole Cadwalladr was at the Moscow Millionaire's Fair, where millionaires can buy those essentials that they would not want to live without. However, she comments:
'It's not always a pretty sight watching Russia's rich at play. At the end of the evening, I watch as a few men who cannot wait any longer push their way to the front of the cloakroom queue and demand their coats; a Hummer circumnavigates a traffic jam by simply wheeling up and across a central reservation; and in the lobby, three young children run around a delicate crystal tree in the lobby, tugging at its translucent branches. Their mother sits and watches them until the inevitable happens, the branch snaps, and she simply turns away and the children play on, without a hint of a reprimand. Later, in the toilets, I enter a cubicle from which a stunning 6ft supermodel type in an immaculate designer dress, make-up and fur coat emerges. There is piss all over the seat.'
Anyone who has been in Moscow will recognise this description. The rich, they piss all over you!
Posted by goodbuylenin at Sunday, February 17, 2008 0 comments
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