Steve remained a communist but the world was changing
In the same year of 1979 when the new pope visited Poland, Soviet troops invaded Afghanistan. This act seemed to reignite the Cold War. U.S. President Jimmy Carter tried to bring back the military draft, but he failed here.
Still his national security advisor Zbigniew Brzezinski kept pushing U.S. foreign policy into a confrontation with the Soviet Union. He visited the Persian Gulf, pointed for the t.v. cameras and said, "There is the arc of crisis." He was referrring to Saudi Arabia, Afghanistan and Iran.
In 1979 in Iran, a revolution led by the Islamic cleric Ayatollah Khomeini overthrew the U.S.-backed Shah. In Saudi Arabia in the same year, a group of zealots, perhaps inspired by the Iranian revolution, siezed part of the holy city of Mecca. Later these insurgents were captured and killed. Meanwhile Iranian revolutionaries took hostages from the American Embassy in Tehran, and held them until Ronald Reagan became U.S. president.
The U.S. government helped fund guerrilla groups in Afghanistan, one of whose leaders was Osama Bin Laden. The Soviet army tried to crush the guerrillas and a brutal war broke out. The Soviet troops died by the thousands while killing more than half a million Afghanis. Steve looks back at the Soviet invasion to-day and says, "It was a great mistake." Certainly it helped destroy the Soviet Union.
To compound Soviet troubles, the new Reagan government in the U.S., upped its massive military budget with more new and frightening weapons. Reagan unveiled a new weapon system called 'Star Wars'. It would bring peace , Reagan assured the world, by shooting down incoming rockets going towards the U.S.
The ageing Soviet leaders saw correctly that Star Wars was aimed at them, or at least would shoot down any incoming Soviet rockets if a nuclear war broke out between the U.S. and the Soviet Union. But the Soviets's ailing economy couldn't match anything like Star Wars. The new information technologies springing up in the U.S. and western Europe left the Soviet economy far behind.
"The weight of the social subsidies for ordinary citizens," writes Jim Laxer, "plus the cost of keeping top Communists well outfitted, as well as a vast military were too much for the communist's inefficient economy to bear."
To Be Continued
Friday, 31 August 2012
Thursday, 30 August 2012
The Life of Steve continued.
Steve was now working on a tug boat again. But he spent hours, sometimes days, marching in demos, picketting companies who were being struck by their workers, and running off pamphlets for coming demonstrations.
He was a militant who'd found his religion or passion in life and worked happily within it. He had also found a family, someting he hadn't had in many years.
But he had fun too. He ended up on the downtown eastside or 'skid road' as it was known back then. Here he drank, partied and often stayed in the area's cheap hotels for months on end. "The downtown eastside wasn't a bad area back then," he recalls.
Steve also went back to school. He fulfilled his adolescent dream of going further than high school. He studied at a local community college. Then he went to the University of British Columbia and got a Bachelor of Arts in political science. Now he aimed to get a Master of Arts in political science. But his thesis advisor didn't help him here. And Steve alleges that the advisor sabotaged his efforts.
But then the world changed.
In 1979 the new pope John Paul the Second went back to visit his native land of Poland and held an open air mass in Warsaw. The Poles had been the most rebellious of the eastern European people who lived under Soviet control. Millions of Polish people turned out to see and listen to the pope. Soon a new trade union appeared in Gdandsk, called Solidarnosc or Solidarity. It was led by a tough talking moustached shipyard worker called Lech Walensa.
Walensa and the Gdansk shipyard workers struck against their communist bosses. Soon they were joined by other Polish workers. And unlike previous Polish revolts in the 1950's, 1960's and 1970's, the communists couldn't crush this uprising.
"This Walensa is an agent of the C.I.A.," Steve claims. In any case, it's clear that the new pope did shovel$40 million to Solidarity and the striking Polish workers. The western media adored and feted the Polish workers though such media had never given the same treatment to strikers in their own country.
One thing was clear. Many Polish workers weren't happy living under communism.
Nor were the Afghanis.
He was a militant who'd found his religion or passion in life and worked happily within it. He had also found a family, someting he hadn't had in many years.
But he had fun too. He ended up on the downtown eastside or 'skid road' as it was known back then. Here he drank, partied and often stayed in the area's cheap hotels for months on end. "The downtown eastside wasn't a bad area back then," he recalls.
Steve also went back to school. He fulfilled his adolescent dream of going further than high school. He studied at a local community college. Then he went to the University of British Columbia and got a Bachelor of Arts in political science. Now he aimed to get a Master of Arts in political science. But his thesis advisor didn't help him here. And Steve alleges that the advisor sabotaged his efforts.
But then the world changed.
In 1979 the new pope John Paul the Second went back to visit his native land of Poland and held an open air mass in Warsaw. The Poles had been the most rebellious of the eastern European people who lived under Soviet control. Millions of Polish people turned out to see and listen to the pope. Soon a new trade union appeared in Gdandsk, called Solidarnosc or Solidarity. It was led by a tough talking moustached shipyard worker called Lech Walensa.
Walensa and the Gdansk shipyard workers struck against their communist bosses. Soon they were joined by other Polish workers. And unlike previous Polish revolts in the 1950's, 1960's and 1970's, the communists couldn't crush this uprising.
"This Walensa is an agent of the C.I.A.," Steve claims. In any case, it's clear that the new pope did shovel$40 million to Solidarity and the striking Polish workers. The western media adored and feted the Polish workers though such media had never given the same treatment to strikers in their own country.
One thing was clear. Many Polish workers weren't happy living under communism.
Nor were the Afghanis.
Wednesday, 29 August 2012
The Life of Steve..continued
"It is reasonable to expect that a communist party is unlike any other," wrote John Berger in l965. "It is more than a political party. It is a school of philosophy, an army, an agent of the future; at its noblest it is a fraternity."
To-day in 2012 all of this sounds like nonsense. The collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991, spelled the end of communism across most of the world, and no one joins a communist party to-day in Canada, looking for fraternity or solidarity. Still, 50 years ago, many people like British writer John Berger believed communism was the wave of the future and joined communist parties to create a brave new world.
Communist parties were what political scientists call 'cadre parties'. They demand intense commitment. They control the books members read, the films they see, and the lives they lead.
"The party would call for a demonstration somewhere," Steve says. "And you had to be there at that time and at that place."
In short, the communist party was an ideological army that marched together towards the goal of a world revolution that would bring socialism.
People who joined the party often left it. "It's not for me," a few leavetakers told Steve. " It's too intense." And they vanished. Others clashed with the party leaders over some political issue or another. They vanished too.
By the early l960's, the B,C. Communist Party had shrivelled to less than a thousand people. For world events as well as harassment by the government could shrink the party too.
When then-Soviet leader Nikita Kruschev denounced his former boss, the late Josef Stalin for his crimes in 1956, people deserted the communist party in droves.A few months later, Soviet troops crushed the Hungarian rebellion and once again, people tore up their communist party cards and left.
But Steve stayed on. So did others. In Vancouver and a few other places across B.C. the party organized demonstrations against racial injustice, American and Canadian policies that hurt people, against American-led wars and against many other things. Of course, the communist party did not protest against Soviet crimes.But all of this activity kept Steve busy.
To-day in 2012 all of this sounds like nonsense. The collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991, spelled the end of communism across most of the world, and no one joins a communist party to-day in Canada, looking for fraternity or solidarity. Still, 50 years ago, many people like British writer John Berger believed communism was the wave of the future and joined communist parties to create a brave new world.
Communist parties were what political scientists call 'cadre parties'. They demand intense commitment. They control the books members read, the films they see, and the lives they lead.
"The party would call for a demonstration somewhere," Steve says. "And you had to be there at that time and at that place."
In short, the communist party was an ideological army that marched together towards the goal of a world revolution that would bring socialism.
People who joined the party often left it. "It's not for me," a few leavetakers told Steve. " It's too intense." And they vanished. Others clashed with the party leaders over some political issue or another. They vanished too.
By the early l960's, the B,C. Communist Party had shrivelled to less than a thousand people. For world events as well as harassment by the government could shrink the party too.
When then-Soviet leader Nikita Kruschev denounced his former boss, the late Josef Stalin for his crimes in 1956, people deserted the communist party in droves.A few months later, Soviet troops crushed the Hungarian rebellion and once again, people tore up their communist party cards and left.
But Steve stayed on. So did others. In Vancouver and a few other places across B.C. the party organized demonstrations against racial injustice, American and Canadian policies that hurt people, against American-led wars and against many other things. Of course, the communist party did not protest against Soviet crimes.But all of this activity kept Steve busy.
Tuesday, 28 August 2012
Steve's Life...continued
Steve is on a boat heading towards South Korea. It's late 1950 and the boat is carrying supplies to aid the war effort in the Korean War.
The conditions on the boat were terrible.
"The food we ate was garbage," Steve recalls. "The seas of the Pacific were rough and dangerous. Remember this was winter and the winds and the seas were treacherous."
Steve remembers many times when the shp nearly sank. Then were the skippers who were harsh and tyrannical. But they often had to confront tough crew members, some of whom like Steve were communists and others who were anarchists.
Steve can't recall how many times he crossed the Pacific during the Korean War."It must have been four or five times."
Steve ended up ro a tiime in England where he worked in a movie studio. He was shipwrecked off the Horn of Africa, carrying a dangerous hernia in his groin. "I needed an operation, but the British officers in Somalia wouldn't give me the time of day. But the Italians were great. They operated on me and saved my life."
Steve sailed to Austrlia meeting communists on the way. But in what he calls 'Aussie Land" former comrades he knew, turned their back on him. "They'd become bourgeios," Steve says, "and wanted nothing to do with me."
By 1962, Steve's journeys were over. He sailed into Vancouver's harbour on another small boat and went back to work in his native land. The anti-communist hysteria had died down a bit. It had broken the communist party to some extent. So it was no longer needed - for now. But the Cold War still raged on.
But first Steve needed money for he was broke. So he went to a local welfare office. "But it was terrible there," he says." It was the most humiliating experience I was ever put through. I never went to the welfare office again."
"I'd rather die than go on welfare." And he never did go on welfare again.
The conditions on the boat were terrible.
"The food we ate was garbage," Steve recalls. "The seas of the Pacific were rough and dangerous. Remember this was winter and the winds and the seas were treacherous."
Steve remembers many times when the shp nearly sank. Then were the skippers who were harsh and tyrannical. But they often had to confront tough crew members, some of whom like Steve were communists and others who were anarchists.
Steve can't recall how many times he crossed the Pacific during the Korean War."It must have been four or five times."
Steve ended up ro a tiime in England where he worked in a movie studio. He was shipwrecked off the Horn of Africa, carrying a dangerous hernia in his groin. "I needed an operation, but the British officers in Somalia wouldn't give me the time of day. But the Italians were great. They operated on me and saved my life."
Steve sailed to Austrlia meeting communists on the way. But in what he calls 'Aussie Land" former comrades he knew, turned their back on him. "They'd become bourgeios," Steve says, "and wanted nothing to do with me."
By 1962, Steve's journeys were over. He sailed into Vancouver's harbour on another small boat and went back to work in his native land. The anti-communist hysteria had died down a bit. It had broken the communist party to some extent. So it was no longer needed - for now. But the Cold War still raged on.
But first Steve needed money for he was broke. So he went to a local welfare office. "But it was terrible there," he says." It was the most humiliating experience I was ever put through. I never went to the welfare office again."
"I'd rather die than go on welfare." And he never did go on welfare again.
Saturday, 25 August 2012
Steve: Portrait of an old man
The Life of Steve continued..
By the late 1940's Steve had joined the Communist Party of Canada and was trying to keep the communist-led Canadian Seaman's Union alive. Steve began to do guard duty on C.S.U. organized ships. he began to work on sthem too. One night he came off his ship that had tied up outside the Welland Canal.
Two men jumped him, and knocked him down. Then they began kicking him. "You f-ing communists," one snarled at Steve as he smashed one of his steel-toed boots into Steve's ribs. "We'll teach you to stay off these ships, you bum."
Steve ended up in hospital with a broken nose and three fractured ribs. He recovered in an Ontarion hospital where his friends had taken him. It took him three months to recover from the beating. In the meantime, the ranks of the CSU kept shrinking. For years afterwards, if Steve moved his right arm quickly backwards, he could feel pain where his ribs had been broken.
Afterwards Steve went back on the picket lines. The communist party also led demonstrations against joblessness and also demonstrated for unemployment insurance for the jobless. One early fall day in the late l940's, Steve joined dozens of mostly men who were picketting outside the Ontario legislature at Queen's Park, not far from downtown Toronto. The then-Ontario premier who was a Progressive Conservative invited some of the crowd into his office.
He promised the people that he would talk to the Liberal government in Ottawa about releasing more money for the jobless.
Yet wherever Steve looked in the late 1940's, the ranks of the communists were shrinking. They were in prison, or they'd gone underground, or they'd dropped out of the party. It was time to leave Canada.
Years later, the foremost American anti-communist of his era, U.S. President Richard Nixon said, "When in trouble, travel."
Steve loathed Nixon's politics but he followed this slogan. He left his country for the very first time and started a worldwide journey. It was a journey of self-discovery. It was a search for a new world and sometimes it was a voyage to the ends of the earth.
The small cargo ship headed out into the steel grey, storm-tossed waters of the Georgia Straight. It carried a crew of only five, and Steve was one of them.
"It was rough, terribly rough out there," Steve recalls. The ship headed north, hugging the coastline of British Columbia. The ship docked in Kitimat, and then Prince Rupert. Then it headed north again, and threaded its way along the coast of Alaska, passed the Aleutian Islands and then plunged into the icy turbulent waters of the north Pacific Ocean.
It was November 1950 and this small ship was heading to South Korea to deliver supplies to the Allied forces in the Korean War. Steve who was a communist, was indirectly helping the anti-communist side. But what could he do? Working on this ship was the only job he could find. And the job was dangerous.
By the late 1940's Steve had joined the Communist Party of Canada and was trying to keep the communist-led Canadian Seaman's Union alive. Steve began to do guard duty on C.S.U. organized ships. he began to work on sthem too. One night he came off his ship that had tied up outside the Welland Canal.
Two men jumped him, and knocked him down. Then they began kicking him. "You f-ing communists," one snarled at Steve as he smashed one of his steel-toed boots into Steve's ribs. "We'll teach you to stay off these ships, you bum."
Steve ended up in hospital with a broken nose and three fractured ribs. He recovered in an Ontarion hospital where his friends had taken him. It took him three months to recover from the beating. In the meantime, the ranks of the CSU kept shrinking. For years afterwards, if Steve moved his right arm quickly backwards, he could feel pain where his ribs had been broken.
Afterwards Steve went back on the picket lines. The communist party also led demonstrations against joblessness and also demonstrated for unemployment insurance for the jobless. One early fall day in the late l940's, Steve joined dozens of mostly men who were picketting outside the Ontario legislature at Queen's Park, not far from downtown Toronto. The then-Ontario premier who was a Progressive Conservative invited some of the crowd into his office.
He promised the people that he would talk to the Liberal government in Ottawa about releasing more money for the jobless.
Yet wherever Steve looked in the late 1940's, the ranks of the communists were shrinking. They were in prison, or they'd gone underground, or they'd dropped out of the party. It was time to leave Canada.
Years later, the foremost American anti-communist of his era, U.S. President Richard Nixon said, "When in trouble, travel."
Steve loathed Nixon's politics but he followed this slogan. He left his country for the very first time and started a worldwide journey. It was a journey of self-discovery. It was a search for a new world and sometimes it was a voyage to the ends of the earth.
The small cargo ship headed out into the steel grey, storm-tossed waters of the Georgia Straight. It carried a crew of only five, and Steve was one of them.
"It was rough, terribly rough out there," Steve recalls. The ship headed north, hugging the coastline of British Columbia. The ship docked in Kitimat, and then Prince Rupert. Then it headed north again, and threaded its way along the coast of Alaska, passed the Aleutian Islands and then plunged into the icy turbulent waters of the north Pacific Ocean.
It was November 1950 and this small ship was heading to South Korea to deliver supplies to the Allied forces in the Korean War. Steve who was a communist, was indirectly helping the anti-communist side. But what could he do? Working on this ship was the only job he could find. And the job was dangerous.
- To be continued
Thursday, 23 August 2012
Steve 's life then and now
This is not a true story but it could be.
"They're dead from the arse up,"Steve used to say about people who were conservative. Steve's life has been given over to struggles against such right wing people. He sure didn't all the battles he joined . But he tried to.
To-day Steve's in his early 80's. He's working at a part-time job and trying to get his fellow workers to join a union. Sometimes his brown eyes get sad as he figures out the odds against his latest project. Then also at times like these, he grits his yellowed teeth. Meanwhile his thin grey hair, that was black at one time, grows thinner and greyer. But he hasn't given up his struggle for social justice.
Steve was born east of Winnipeg. he grew up in a working class Jewish family but never really got to know his parents. "They were dead by the time I was 16," he says.
By now, it was the mid-1940's and World War Two had just ended. Steve had a high school degree and the only job he could find was in a clothing factory. "It was a hellish place," he recalls. "Right in downtown Winnipeg."
Steve wanted to go to university, but his rich relatives wouldn't give him a penny. So Steve trekked esatwards across Canada and ended up in Toronto. Somewhere in this big city he joined a picket line that was picketting for some social justice issue. Here he met communists, and soon joined the Canadian Communist Party.
In l948 this was a brave or foolish thing to do. The Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union was already heating up. The two former allies and victors against the Axis powers were now enemies. And Canada sat firmly in the U.S. camp.
"Soviet spies were unearthed in Ottawa of all places," write Robert Bothwell and J.L. Granatstein. "Civil servants, military officers and scientists betrated their oaths and turned wartime secrets over to Moscow."
But Steve noted that wherever there was a social justice issue, communists were right there in the middle of the struggle. They fought for the jobless, the homeless and strikers. In short, they were for real. Steve liked their spirit.
Steve met men and women who had hel;ped build the new industrial unions in the forests, the auto factories and the steel mills. But now an alliance of businessmen, police, governments, opportunistic union members and goons drove the left laening union leaders out of the unions they built. Now business-like unions took the place of formerly socially conscious ones.
In Canada, on the Great Lakes industrial warfare broke out. The Liberal government of Mackenzie King brought in a gangster from the United States named hal Banks. Banks's task was to smash the communist-led Canadian Seamen's Union or CSU. Steve got involved in this struggle.
...To be contined...
"They're dead from the arse up,"Steve used to say about people who were conservative. Steve's life has been given over to struggles against such right wing people. He sure didn't all the battles he joined . But he tried to.
To-day Steve's in his early 80's. He's working at a part-time job and trying to get his fellow workers to join a union. Sometimes his brown eyes get sad as he figures out the odds against his latest project. Then also at times like these, he grits his yellowed teeth. Meanwhile his thin grey hair, that was black at one time, grows thinner and greyer. But he hasn't given up his struggle for social justice.
Steve was born east of Winnipeg. he grew up in a working class Jewish family but never really got to know his parents. "They were dead by the time I was 16," he says.
By now, it was the mid-1940's and World War Two had just ended. Steve had a high school degree and the only job he could find was in a clothing factory. "It was a hellish place," he recalls. "Right in downtown Winnipeg."
Steve wanted to go to university, but his rich relatives wouldn't give him a penny. So Steve trekked esatwards across Canada and ended up in Toronto. Somewhere in this big city he joined a picket line that was picketting for some social justice issue. Here he met communists, and soon joined the Canadian Communist Party.
In l948 this was a brave or foolish thing to do. The Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union was already heating up. The two former allies and victors against the Axis powers were now enemies. And Canada sat firmly in the U.S. camp.
"Soviet spies were unearthed in Ottawa of all places," write Robert Bothwell and J.L. Granatstein. "Civil servants, military officers and scientists betrated their oaths and turned wartime secrets over to Moscow."
But Steve noted that wherever there was a social justice issue, communists were right there in the middle of the struggle. They fought for the jobless, the homeless and strikers. In short, they were for real. Steve liked their spirit.
Steve met men and women who had hel;ped build the new industrial unions in the forests, the auto factories and the steel mills. But now an alliance of businessmen, police, governments, opportunistic union members and goons drove the left laening union leaders out of the unions they built. Now business-like unions took the place of formerly socially conscious ones.
In Canada, on the Great Lakes industrial warfare broke out. The Liberal government of Mackenzie King brought in a gangster from the United States named hal Banks. Banks's task was to smash the communist-led Canadian Seamen's Union or CSU. Steve got involved in this struggle.
...To be contined...
Tuesday, 21 August 2012
Friedan versus De Beauvoir continued+
In my last blog I pointed out that Simone de Beauvoir and Betty Friedan didn't agree on whether old age was a nice stage of life. De Beauvoir didn't like old age. Betty Friedan did.
Betty Friedan knew de Beauvoir and had read her book 'The Second Sex'. "She carefully followed the arguments in de Beauvoir's 'The Second Sex'," writes historian Daniel Horowitz, "but mentioned only'its insights into French women."
She must have read 'Old Age' when it was published in English in the 1970's. So Betty Friedan wrote her book about old age. And it was called 'The Fountain of Age', obviously a play on the expression 'The Fountain of Youth'. It came out in 1993.
When the young Friedan wrote 'The Feminine Mystique' back in the late 1950's and early 1960's, she was a mother of three, living in an 11-room house, an hour's drive from New York City. By the time she worked on 'The Fountain of Age', she'd moved onward and upward.
Now she was on a first name basis with some of the world's movers and shakers.
And the 'Fountain of Age' reflects this change.
It's chockful of brilliant old men and women who seem to love being old. They're nearly all rich, successful people,who have lived rich, successful lives. In short, they're a lot like Betty Friedan.
"That is no country for old men' wrote W.B. Yeats. "The young in one another's arms/ Birds in the trees/ Those dying generations at their song."
Yeats saw the anguish of ageing. Friedan doesn't seem to. Nor does she see many older Americans who're living on small pensions in poor places. Just like in 'The Feminine Mystique', Friedan leaves out working people and poor Americans.
For her old age is just great. "Awesome," she might have said, if she was alive to-day.
But unmentioned in most of the book was that old age wasn't so great for Friedan. She couldn't find a man to live with, though she wanted to find one. She had a part-time lover but that left her feeling dissatisfied. Her health was poor and often she was confined to a wheelchair. By the 1990's, Friedan was a legend, but an ageing one.
And in 'The Fountain of Age' she rarely mentioned death. In fact, many writers on old age don't talk about it. But it's the elephant in the room, for us old people. It didn't seem to bother Friedan.
So there you have two great women. Two great people - de Beauvoir and Friedan. They both wrote on women and ageing. But they're outlooks on growing old differ sharply.
I prefer de Beauvoir's take on aging. It's the last stage of life before we die. As Woody Allen said, "I don't want my works to be immortal. I want to be immortal." You can't blame him.+
Betty Friedan knew de Beauvoir and had read her book 'The Second Sex'. "She carefully followed the arguments in de Beauvoir's 'The Second Sex'," writes historian Daniel Horowitz, "but mentioned only'its insights into French women."
She must have read 'Old Age' when it was published in English in the 1970's. So Betty Friedan wrote her book about old age. And it was called 'The Fountain of Age', obviously a play on the expression 'The Fountain of Youth'. It came out in 1993.
When the young Friedan wrote 'The Feminine Mystique' back in the late 1950's and early 1960's, she was a mother of three, living in an 11-room house, an hour's drive from New York City. By the time she worked on 'The Fountain of Age', she'd moved onward and upward.
Now she was on a first name basis with some of the world's movers and shakers.
And the 'Fountain of Age' reflects this change.
It's chockful of brilliant old men and women who seem to love being old. They're nearly all rich, successful people,who have lived rich, successful lives. In short, they're a lot like Betty Friedan.
"That is no country for old men' wrote W.B. Yeats. "The young in one another's arms/ Birds in the trees/ Those dying generations at their song."
Yeats saw the anguish of ageing. Friedan doesn't seem to. Nor does she see many older Americans who're living on small pensions in poor places. Just like in 'The Feminine Mystique', Friedan leaves out working people and poor Americans.
For her old age is just great. "Awesome," she might have said, if she was alive to-day.
But unmentioned in most of the book was that old age wasn't so great for Friedan. She couldn't find a man to live with, though she wanted to find one. She had a part-time lover but that left her feeling dissatisfied. Her health was poor and often she was confined to a wheelchair. By the 1990's, Friedan was a legend, but an ageing one.
And in 'The Fountain of Age' she rarely mentioned death. In fact, many writers on old age don't talk about it. But it's the elephant in the room, for us old people. It didn't seem to bother Friedan.
So there you have two great women. Two great people - de Beauvoir and Friedan. They both wrote on women and ageing. But they're outlooks on growing old differ sharply.
I prefer de Beauvoir's take on aging. It's the last stage of life before we die. As Woody Allen said, "I don't want my works to be immortal. I want to be immortal." You can't blame him.+
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