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Lenin Kalmyk on his father’s side. His grandfather married his own daughter, but the children in this family, oddly enough, were without mental abnormalities. Nationality had an impact on grandchildren.

Lenin’s mother was a pure-blooded Jew, Srulyevna Blank or Alexandrovna, and her father Srulya Blank, who received the Russian name during his baptism into the Orthodox faith. But since Jews consider their mother’s nationality, it turns out that Lenin is a Jew, not a Kalmyk. Russian slaves, including foreign ones, are trying to sew a piece of German blood on Lenin in order to somehow separate him from his Jewish roots. But in the future, when Lenin takes power, he will prove his Jewishness with a vengeance. He tried to fill all the power cells with people of only Jewish nationality, and openly and brazenly, publicly, in print, called the Russians fools who were not fit for anything. And indeed, Russian fools began to worship him, helped destroy the shrines of their fathers and ancestors, and sang Hosanna to him, going to his death.

He hid that he was a Jew. Why? Well, a Jew, so a Jew, what’s wrong with that? Russian Russian Kalmyk and his nationality – a professional babbler, who showed an extraordinary ability to stupefy the brains of Russians, whom he mercilessly destroyed at the hands of the proletarians of many countries; an overly ambitious, intolerant of other people’s opinions, an incredibly cruel and vindictive conspirator, born by Maria Srulevna Blank, Ulyanova by her husband, a kind of national hybrid, as the result of a cross between a Kalmyk and a Jew, or rather a Jew, since Jews are an excrescence on the body of Jews. Jews are corrupt, easily change their nation for the sake of profit, give up their last name for the sake of profit. This hybrid was carefully hidden by the Bolsheviks for many decades, although everyone knows that national identity is not a brand of moral ugliness.

We can only assume that a hybrid of national identity may have influenced the character of the future leader of the failed world revolution. We will stop at Lenin’s ancestors later and see that they were not the best people: Lenin had something to hide and something to be ashamed of.

It is possible that a cross between national identity influenced his idiotic character. The features of this character we will try to reveal, but for now we will only say that he despised his colleagues and hated ordinary workers and peasants, for whose interests he allegedly fought. Otherwise, how can we explain the mass shootings and devastation of the peasants, including those workers who dared to think differently from what he, Ilich, and his closest friend Leiba Bronstein thought?

On Lenin’s conscience (and did he have a conscience?), according to the latest data, more than eighty million people were killed during the five incomplete years of his bloody rule.

Lenin promised land to the peasants and immediately took it away as soon as he seized power. Serfdom, abolished by the hated Tsar in 1861, returned with signs of slavery and lasted until 1974, when everywhere began to issue passports to peasants.

Having seized the mass media, he spared no effort to fool the masses. The Communist media made a mountain out of a molehill, turning the leader into an idol, and the Soviet people began to worship the idol. In addition, everywhere: in the barracks, in the shop, on the collective farm, in prison, on a nail hung his portrait. And the kids, the octobrites, hung an image on their blouse, and starting from the first class, a red tie was hung around their necks. Thus, starting from early childhood, the psychological and ideological treatment of future slaves – worshippers of the great teaching and the cult of the squat usurper-was systematically carried out. Any kid at the age of five already knew that Lenin lived, Lenin is alive, Lenin will live.

When the children grew up, they usually became Komsomol members, and dreamed of joining the party, because the party opened the door to prosperity for its members.

The desire to join the party of any citizen of the Soviet country was so popular and desirable that shortly before the collapse of the Communist Empire, a bribe was already required before opening the door to the Communist Paradise. Party membership was the key that opened the magic door to relative Communist abundance, a sausage shop for those who had forgotten how sausage smelled.

This was especially true of the intelligentsia. You could get a diploma from any University in the country, but without a small red book with the image of Ilyich, your diploma meant little. All your life you could remain an ordinary engineer in a factory, all your life you could work as an ordinary teacher, if you did not have a party ticket. Those who somehow had something in a stash, in a pocket, in a bag hidden under the bathroom were already going to the party.

Getting a CPSU member’s ticket, the so-called second degree, was no longer so easy. I had to fork out. With a stretch, this can be called trading party tickets.

We must admit that the CPSU took care of its members, protected them, and did not give offense. One was bad. If you were excluded from the party for some reason, you automatically became a disabled person of the first group without maintenance.