People of a certain age will remember one advertising jingle, “Everything’s better with Blue Bonnet on it:”
Back then we were being sold an inferior product that had the shape and color of the real thing, but certainly fell short of the real thing.
I remember that we did a blind taste test in grade school, and our young taste buds, even then, for the most part could tell the difference between real butter margarine. Only one or two, out of fifteen kids, could not tell the difference.
Now we have communist apologists selling us again on the wonders of communism, named at times 21st Century Socialism, Democratic Socialism, and on and on.
The current wave started with the glamorization of Cuba’s misery: The Kardashians went to Cuba, Fast and Furious did an episode of the franchise and Chanel did a fashion show in Havana, which definitely was not the Wendy’s Soviet fashion show,
When tourists kept getting sick and the hotels didn’t get the promised amenities, travelers lost interest. Most people didn’t even need to learn about ongoing assaults on the Ladies In White or bizarre acoustic attacks on American and Canadian diplomats. They just stayed away.
But the cause lives on, and, if the believers don’t succeed, they try, try again.
Sex sells, so the NY Times found someone who extolls Why Women Had Better Sex Under Socialism.
I know a couple of people who actually lived in Eastern Block countries, and the last thing they had was “better sex.” They were too exhausted.
Snoopy of the Watchers’ Council actually lived there,
As any Soviet citizen with brain a bit larger than that of hamster will tell you: find a person who waxes lyrically about his/her life (sex life included) under the Soviet regime, and I’ll show you a person of privilege, not a regular Joe the Public.
And of course I just have to bring up this exquisite passage from the article:
Consider Ana Durcheva from Bulgaria, who was 65 when I first met her in 2011. Having lived her first 43 years under Communism, she often complained that the new free market hindered Bulgarians’ ability to develop healthy amorous relationships.
The hilarious quote caused me a few laughs. I am not disclosing my age, but I still could compare my amorous relationships before and after my 43. There simply ain’t any comparison, you are totally right, Ana, but I am sure it is not because of the social changes Bulgaria underwent. The weather was better back then too…
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be, so the young and “woke” look to Venezuela for equality . . . while enjoying the East Village. Food lines, they believe, are good because “everyone has to do the same thing — they wait in line equally.”
The privileged few in communist societies would have a good laugh.
And no, you can’t get butter or Blue Bonnet in Venezuela.
Meanwhile, the East Village people ought to try doing without toilet paper for one day, and ponder what it’s like to do that “equally” every day of the year.
Fausta Rodríguez Wertz writes on U. S. and Latin America at Fausta’s blog