Lest We Forget

[izmeina]

Strange coincidences. Recently in one of Izzie's usual haunts was a small exhibition of photographs from the Ghost Town of Pripyat' in the Ukraine.
Shortly after this one of the Izzie LJ friends posted about a site about some one on her travels there.
Since today is the 18th anniversary of the accident at Chernobyl, Iz figures it's just the right time to add the link here too.

Enter the Dead Zone

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[acinonyxjubatus.livejournal.com]

It was quite boring to participate in an election with one candidate from one party, so the turnout was very low. That is, until the local officials hit upon the idea of offering free drinks in return for a vote. This inspired the electorate to become very interested in politics.

Fantastic line!!!!

But thank you for the link. Absolutely wonderful pictures.

Absinthe, Anyone?

[izmeina.livejournal.com]

Well as you know of course, Iz snatched it from Mysti who found it first but since then the original website got taken down due to the high volume of traffic and some donors paid for a new hosting.
Iz loves this woman's wicked sense of humour. Not just the drinks but photos of the May Day banners which she describes as "This happy horseshit"


Iz thinks that she now has a new name on her list of 'must see' places. The sort of place where the Diva of Dementors would feel most at home. I guess it's a sort of shrine for those folks still living in fantasy land and nostalgic for the good old days of the Soviet Union. (The land where time stood still) But then again - there is always North Korea where nothing bad ever happens.

Re: Absinthe, Anyone?

[acinonyxjubatus.livejournal.com]

Somewhere, somehow....in the twilight zone....

The photographs are the most poignant reminder of a time that the world left behind....I wonder if Bhopal and Seveso have a similar feel?

No wonder people feel nostalgic sometimes. It's a great burden to be responsible for your own choices, and have to blame yourself for those misfortunes. Far easier to blame the state. More reassuring, somehow, like having parents.