By the way, this stupid, nitpicky thing, Ukrainians do it, too, and it drives me up an absolute wall. For three days now they’ve been bellyaching to Jupiter and back about some dumb Netflix show titled Vladimir. The show is not about Putin. It’s based on a novel about a cheating husband. There’s nothing remotely political there. But no, it’s Russian propaganda, it’s genocidal because the main character happens to share his name with Putin.
But hey, guess what Zelensky’s name was until 15 seconds ago? A Russian-speaking Jew of my age. He was born and spent his whole life as Vladimir. It’s a popular name. My great-grandfather was Vladimir. Am I supposed to not mention him now because Putin? What the fuck?
Then there are the Baltics. And this isn’t meant to throw shade on the reader of this blog who is from a Baltic country because he’s solid and not a prima donna. But some people are getting to me. There’s a correct way to say Baltic countries and an incorrect way and somehow I always manage to step into the incorrect one and oh Lordie. And don’t refer to them as former Soviet Republics although that’s literally what they are. Here’s a fresh example from today and I’m so annoyed:
OK, I feel better now. Rant temporarily over unless I remember another victim group that’s getting on my everlasting nerves.
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