Archive for the ‘Kompromat’ Category

They told me he wasn’t as vulgar as LBJ,

or,

as lecherous as JFK.

Indeed.

Nevertheless, in his own way…

When I walked into the office the chief was berating the intelligent-looking guy:

“For Christ’s sake, Henry, think big! Let’s get nuclear, goddammit!”

Mortified at the blasphemy, involuntarily I laughed.

Bemused, they looked through me, a woman,

an open door.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Outside, I approached the car.

Inside, he watched carefully.

Slowly, he wound the window down.

I could hear Nautilus Pompilius playing,

one track transitioned into another,

a homemade cassette.

I smiled inwardly.

I knew we would have something to talk about.

 

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Okay, it was an interesting proposal.

Considering the closest he got to Avant-Garde was the second Omsk Hockey team, when they had a free admission day,

this was truly *out there*

and I was intrigued…

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Every thought you think.

Every urge you indulge and/or struggle against.

(… Resist!)

Every order you obey.

Everything you say.

Every word you read and/or hear,

affecting, …

infecting your perspective.

Constant barrage,

constantly compromised.

Trust no one.

Your time will come.

Kompromat.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

“You’ve heard of the bald-hairy-bald-hairy theory, for our leaders, right?”

I nodded.

“Well, I apply it to women,” he said, looking downward, meaningfully, expectantly…

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Dress for success, they told me,

appearance count (deceive),

get the job (done).

 

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I hear things, I see things,

inside, outside society,

even from my prison cell.

Like, drunken, drugged fools,

all too clear,

the more public the better,

idiots

(and this is *living*!?) ….

Apparently they have no fear of Kompromat.

Perhaps they have “nothing to lose”

(can it really be, so many people thus?),

near and far from home.

As for me, by choice, I always drank alone.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Like most men

he was motivated by his country

and his cock.

Patriotic

and priapic.

In me he found a way to obey both.

Look out world,

look out girls.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

The politician decided to be honest,

to open herself up.

Of course, democracy will punish her…

Public opinion. Popularity contest.

Tabloid reporting. High-brow sneering.

Kompromat? … Yes, please!

“Entertainment”, baloney, titillating feel,

people don’t want “real”.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat