“Romanian revolution and the execution of President Nicolae Ceausescu and his wife Elena on Christmas day.”
Ceausescu (and his wife) were the worst of the worst. It’s no surprise they got it in the neck when so many other Eastern Bloc leaders were simply thrown out of office.
A Romanian friend of mine told me that in Nicolae Ceausescu’s final years, he was so paranoid and intent on stamping out dissent, the Securitat police would routinely roust people for things as trivial as wearing a western brand of blue jeans. There is also a story (I cannot say how true) that Elena used to have prime cuts of meat (hand-prepared by chefs, no less) flown in each week to feed her pet dogs when the average Romanian was subject to severe food rationing. She is supposed to have referred to food shortage protesters as “greedy little worms.”
Now, they’re both worm food themselves. I find that both amusing and highly satisfying.
Who was it who joked that we needed more statesmen, after it was mentioned that a statesman was a dead politician?
I watched a video of their execution a few weeks ago. I found it somewhere on my internet machine. She was mouthing off vigorously until she was shot numerous times.
I got the sense at that moment, that the world was changing and not for the better. That vague, sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, the cold chills and the hair standing up on the back of my neck. Felt it again and again, since then. Seems to have become almost a part of daily life.
Don’t think our milatary won’t do the same thing to the demcRATS in office today. I can easily see it happening and would approve whole heartedly.