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Sto caricando le informazioni... The Fiancée and Other Storiesdi Anton Chekhov
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Iscriviti per consentire a LibraryThing di scoprire se ti piacerà questo libro. Attualmente non vi sono conversazioni su questo libro. Suppose you manage to escape from an attic in which you've been locked up and forced to read all of Harry P., bare footed you escape one night in no more than your pjs. You flag down a car, explain your predicament, and they lock you up in an attic and make you read Twilight a hundred times. This makes it look like you were so much better before, so why did you do this thing when you should have stayed where you were. But this is looking at it all backwards. You were in a terrible situation and you escaped. What happened next is not relevant to the evaluation of that act. It's the same with Tsarist and Bolshevik Russia. You can't look backwards arguing that what they had before was so much better. What they had was fucking appalling. They had to escape. The rest is another story altogether. Chekhov does a brilliant job of setting out what a hellhole of shit Tsarist Russia was. I urge anybody who is inclined down the fatuous path of reasoning that it was better than what came later to read what it was actually like. You won't get a better rendition. ------------------------- Gee whiz. If this is Chekhov being an optimistic I'd hate to see him on a bad hair day. The goodreads lament, straight from the man:
I'm going to stop right there. Except that I just have to say some really interesting things about the US debt crisis and the translation of Norwegian into Guugu Yimithir, and may I pontificate on the short comings of the Two Fat Ladies' rendition of Scotch Eggs and - Stop it. STOP IT. I can't. My fingers - Thinks back to Jules and Jim review. I wonder if writing is a substitute for onanism? Well. Interesting that you ask. In my opinion - Argghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I can't ssttttttttttoooooooooop- nessuna recensione | aggiungi una recensione
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This makes it look like you were so much better before, so why did you do this thing when you should have stayed where you were. But this is looking at it all backwards. You were in a terrible situation and you escaped. What happened next is not relevant to the evaluation of that act. It's the same with Tsarist and Bolshevik Russia. You can't look backwards arguing that what they had before was so much better. What they had was fucking appalling. They had to escape. The rest is another story altogether.
Chekhov does a brilliant job of setting out what a hellhole of shit Tsarist Russia was. I urge anybody who is inclined down the fatuous path of reasoning that it was better than what came later to read what it was actually like. You won't get a better rendition.
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Gee whiz. If this is Chekhov being an optimistic I'd hate to see him on a bad hair day.
The goodreads lament, straight from the man:
I'm going to stop right there.
Except that I just have to say some really interesting things about the US debt crisis and the translation of Norwegian into Guugu Yimithir, and may I pontificate on the short comings of the Two Fat Ladies' rendition of Scotch Eggs and -
Stop it.
STOP IT.
I can't. My fingers -
Thinks back to Jules and Jim review.
I wonder if writing is a substitute for onanism?
Well. Interesting that you ask. In my opinion -
Argghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I can't ssttttttttttoooooooooop-
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