Sure, but we also drank in parking lots because there was nothing to do, had guys physically grabbing at us instead of just yelling stuff, got bullied in school more, and the violent crime rate was something like 10x what it is now. Oh, and our friends were dying of AIDS as well. And the bay was polluted, and downtown was so dead we could walk around it like a ghost town.
I will never understand nostalgia. There are good things and bad things about every time. But even with the fuckers trying to pull us backwards now, there has been progress.
Yes, I was born in 1996, so not quite 80s, but even my nostalgia being applied to life wouldn’t mean mimicking old days. It would mean making some comfortable change in what exists now. Like there’s an abandoned cinema building (belonged to USSR ministry of defense, then was a small auto dealership, then was rented to shops and cat owner events, and finally it turned out nobody can untangle who really owns it, and if it’s still Russian military of defense or private property) nearby, and the ownership issues with it have apparently been almost resolved.
So there are from time to time posts in our house chat about this or that plan involving something being built in place of that building.
That’s not needed. If they demolish it, they can just make sort of an antique amphitheater with low benches to seat on. Just a place with many benches and trees around, formed so that people in it can all see each other. And it’s weird, it seems someone doesn’t like benches in Moscow, there are fewer and fewer of them on the streets and in parks and everywhere.
I mean, yeah, realty costs are a bitch there, but apparently nobody needs that particular place if the building has an owner, but is in fact used as a toilet for homeless people.
Sure, but we also drank in parking lots because there was nothing to do, had guys physically grabbing at us instead of just yelling stuff, got bullied in school more, and the violent crime rate was something like 10x what it is now. Oh, and our friends were dying of AIDS as well. And the bay was polluted, and downtown was so dead we could walk around it like a ghost town.
I will never understand nostalgia. There are good things and bad things about every time. But even with the fuckers trying to pull us backwards now, there has been progress.
Yes, I was born in 1996, so not quite 80s, but even my nostalgia being applied to life wouldn’t mean mimicking old days. It would mean making some comfortable change in what exists now. Like there’s an abandoned cinema building (belonged to USSR ministry of defense, then was a small auto dealership, then was rented to shops and cat owner events, and finally it turned out nobody can untangle who really owns it, and if it’s still Russian military of defense or private property) nearby, and the ownership issues with it have apparently been almost resolved.
So there are from time to time posts in our house chat about this or that plan involving something being built in place of that building.
That’s not needed. If they demolish it, they can just make sort of an antique amphitheater with low benches to seat on. Just a place with many benches and trees around, formed so that people in it can all see each other. And it’s weird, it seems someone doesn’t like benches in Moscow, there are fewer and fewer of them on the streets and in parks and everywhere.
I mean, yeah, realty costs are a bitch there, but apparently nobody needs that particular place if the building has an owner, but is in fact used as a toilet for homeless people.