There are no Russian-speakers in our small town but yesterday we came across a Russian woman who comes over from St Louis to help out at the accountant’s office during tax season.
“Oh, you are Russian!” she exclaimed. And proceeded to talk, in a very excited manner about medals and wins.
“And then did you see what happened yesterday?” she chattered. “I thought those guys would totally win but no, we still have a chance there.”
N and I stared in mute incomprehension.
Finally, I dredged something from the recesses of my memory.
“Oh, it’s the Olympics you are talking about!” I said.
“The what?” N asked.
The woman looked deeply wounded.
“Yes, the Olympics,” she said. “Don’t tell me you aren’t following it. What part of Russia are you, anyway?”
We hurried out of there before she it started to dawn on her that there is a big link between having no interest in the Olympics and a dislike of Putin.