Dad, who had met some Russians briefly in 1945, corrected me with an economy of words as always. He explained to me that the Russian people had much in common with us, but unfortunately they lived under an evil political system.
That was in 19somethingorother, mind you, at a time when Dad was keeping the B-52's and KC-135s flying over Vietnam and elsewhere...
Trump notwithstanding, I'm not so sure that the shoe isn't on the other foot in this millennium.
I have mostly gotten along well with all the Russians I’ve met.