Dr Zhivago and 2019

Anyone up yet? The New Year is almost over, so get moving.

Yesterday, I watched a good show about Boris Pasternak, the author of Dr. Zhivago.

It took him 20 years to write the book. The story is incrdible. Life in Russia during his lifetime, was precarious, at best, especially if you were a writer or artist. You wrote what please the party, or you padi the price. Russia, and so many other countries, have had many terrible leaders. Brutal. It still goes on. It has always been a question of mine, why so many leaders of countries, are crazy, and I mean horrifyingly, murdering maniacs.

Dr. Zhivago was quite a bit Pasternak’s life. The Lara character in the book was based on a real person. His lover, mistress and stoic love of his life.

To get at Pasternak, the party went after his lover, tortured her and put her in prison for 4 years. At the time she arrived and was interrogated with brutal tactics, his lover was pregnant. When she was 6 months pregnant, the party told her that she would get to meet with Pasternak.

It was a lie. They took her to a morgue where there were noxious fumes, and made her stay and stand for hours and hours. She believed the took her there because Pasternak was dead, in the morgue.

He wasn’t.

The day after that, at 6 months pregnant, she miscarried.

Word o the prgnancy had gotten to Pasternak.

But his lover was by then, doing hard labor. It wasn’t until a new upheaval in government forces took place, that Pasternak’s lover, was released from prison.

Pasternak thought that he would greet his loer and their child.

That was one of the points when Pasternak decided that in the novel he was working on, he would have to tell the story, the truth, about what went on in that country.

And through it all, Passternak loved his mother country. Earlier on, he could have emigrated to England, with his parents, but he had to stay … for the love of Mother Russia.

The road to publication for Dr. Zhivago, was treacherous. It is a testament to the strong will of many people, that it saw the light of day Government forces worked with all of hteir power, to stop it.

WEll, that is more than I intended to write.

But it might have to do with my mindset this moring when I woke up with a rap in my mind. Not Lin-Manuel Miranda, but it heped me get some juices going this morning, this first day of 2019.

So, don’t laugh. Or, do. That is good, too. But here it is.

Resolution, revolution, dissolution

Young folks dying, old folks crying

What’s the game? You know my name?

Guns a-blazing, life’s amazing

Where’s the hope? It’s dead from dope.

On the corner, another mourner

Flags have staff, That’s no laugh

Deep pockets rule, Man, I’m no fool

Yes, life a mass, y’all kiss my ass

Truth don’t matter, amongst the chatter

Words abused and missed

Used as arrows to kill the sparrows

Truth is dead, killed with lead

Taken from my head

I’m going to go to bed

To dream the dream I used to dream

Where life was fair and grass was green

Illusion, delusion, wishful thinking

Is the world really man’s for the making

Losers weepers finders keepers

Including countries fraught with war

Is this what we’re living for?

We are not enemies, we are not friends

Will this be where this story ends?

Depends, depends it’s time to choose

For there is so much for us to lose

We blame, we shame, we do all we can

My God, my God we diminish man

Can we change this? We can. We can.

A movement can start across this land

Just slow our tongues, thy will be done

To raise civility above liability

And share the love instead of hate

and span hope to the Golden Gate

Resolution, revolution, dissolution

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