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Stalin died alone in a pile of his own piss. ¯_(ツ)_/¯
And? You probably will too
It is indeed a sad death.
But his life was complex.
Born to a regular family. Getting a lifelong arm injury in his childhood.
Going to a seminary for education and then stumbling upon Socialist ideas and supporting them.
Losing his wife, the love of his life, to some disease.
Seeing the West enabling Nazi Germany in the Munich agreement and making compromises.
Losing his son in the war against the Nazis.
Staying in Moscow when they were at great danger and then seeing the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics defeat the Nazis.
USSR aiding and being friendly to anticolonial movements.
No, it wasn't sad.
It was sad for hundreds of millions, both inside the USSR and even among fascists and capitalists, not to mention progressives the world over:
Some truly terrible people are listed here, but that's Losurdo's style for the book: relying almost entirely on anti-communist sources to tackle the Red Scare demonization of Stalin (and the soviet project in general) after his death. Despair for Stalin's death was common among progressives of all stripes, and respect for him was common even among fascists and colonizers.
This is how Wisława Szymborska, literature Nobel laureate for poetry, wrote about death of Stalin, of course now she is bashed for it:
TEN DZIEŃ (THIS DAY)
Jeszcze dzwonek, ostry dzwonek w uszach brzmi.
Kto u progu? Z jaką wieścią, i tak wcześnie?
Nie chcę wiedzieć. Może ciągle jestem we śnie.
Nie podejdę, nie otworzę drzwi.
Czy to ranek na oknami, mroźna skra
tak oślepia, że dokoła patrzę łzami?
Czy to zegar tak zadudnił sekundami.
Czy to moje własne serce werbel gra?
Póki nikt z was nie wypowie pierwszych słów,
brak pewności jest nadzieją, towarzysze...
Milczę. Wiedzą, że to czego nie chcę słyszeć -
muszę czytać z pochylonych głów.
Jaki rozkaz przekazuje nam
na sztandarach rewolucji profil czwarty?
Pod sztandarem rewolucji wzmacniać warty!
Wzmocnić warty u wszystkich bram!
Oto Partia - ludzkości wzrok.
Oto Partia: siła ludów i sumienie.
Nic nie pójdzie z jego życia w zapomnienie.
Jego Partia rozgarnia mrok.
Niewzruszony drukarski znak
drżenia ręki mej piszącej nie przekaże,
nie wykrzywi go ból, łza nie zmaże.
A to słusznie. A to nawet lepiej tak."
Damn that's beautiftul.
Thanks for sharing! I'm sure autotranslate doesn't compare when it comes to prose, but this was still beautifully written!
Piss does not pile.
That would be too good a death for any US president ever.
Also how do you make a pile of liquid?
After causing so many deaths too. Weird hero to have.
How many deaths? 500 gorbillion? I heard he personally ate them all too. Must be that evil judeo Bolshevism! Scary!