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...Marxist" is the word that divides the world. In the lands drained by the Sava, the Bug, the Moskva, the Dnieper, the Don, the Volga, the Yenisei and the Amur, a man who wishes to express approval-of a painting, a factory production record or a military operation-is likely to call it "Marxist." In the lands drained by the St. Lawrence, the Mississippi, the Orinoco, the Amazon, the Tagus, the Thames and the Clyde, a man who wishes to express disapproval-of a painting, a production record or a military operation-is likely to call it "Marxist...
Cocos shook their fists, called their opponents "American lackeys." A group of anti-Reds retorted by singing The Volga Boatmen. When Cachin left the chairman's seat, the second oldest member, 75-year-old Maurice Viollette, was hustled forward to take his place. But a cordon of Reds barred...
...questions came fast. Where was his home town? He did not seem to understand. Where was he born? That was easier: "In Kuibyshev, on the Volga River." "We know all about the Volga," a brassy chap informed him. "We have a song called The Volga Boatman" "Very nice song," observed the ambassador...
...those who wonder what Russians sing besides the Volga Boatman and Ochi Chernyia, Vasili Pavlovich Solovyev-Sedoi, Russia's top Tin Pan Alley man, has the answer. Sedoi's simple, easy-to-hum melodies flow constantly out of Russian radios. In restaurants and cabarets, couples sway nightly to such Sedoi hits as Nightingale, It's Long Since We've Been Home. More important yet, Songwriter Sedoi manages to please Russia's culture cops, who regard dzhaz as "vulgar musical stew." This year, Sedoi won his second Stalin prize...
...last morning in Stalingrad I got up at dawn and strolled down to take a ferry across the Volga. One does not have to be long on the Volga to realize that its part in Russia's traffic is about what the Mississippi's was to ours in Mark Twain's day. Remembering Mark Twain made a lot of things suddenly click. For as the Volga is like the Mississippi of his pilot days, so these people living along it are like the free-&-easy, friendly Midwesterners of his books. There were neat, small, wooden houses with...