What if I was never beaten/scorned by my parents? Yet I’m still sad and resentful – because of the worship of Jesus, and because of the passage of time. Should I not “blame” my genes for being inclined to ponder at such matters?
Stories are my fetish; I live by stories. A Jew would say I must leave them; would Chechar?
Chechar interests me inasmuch as the triumph of his ideology is concerned. It would be awkward if Checharism were the way of the future, and I failed to foresee it.
It is fascinating that Chechar read Soljenicin so early. Another stupid idea (anti-communism) he learnt young, and cannot let go of.
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