Theryman said:*Cough*
Cover your mouth when you cough, boy. I'm sure you've heard of germs. Now let's get on with our lesson.
A Sunday Stroll
My father told me stories of Russia's Golden Age as we strolled along these avenues, young Alek. He was a great story teller, even if sometimes he didn't bother to get the facts quite right. I think sometimes his love of a good yarn is what inspired me to study history.
Oh cut that out, you mangy pup. You always start yawning whenever I mention my dad. You think I don't notice? And quit slouching, too. Great men who served their whole lives for Mother Russia have walked along these same paths. Giants and geniuses have fed squirrels in this same park, so walk like you deserve their sacrifices, you spoiled knucklehead.
We're in the Old City here. When I was in college the People's Historical Society started renovating it to look just like it did in the 1570s--the old classical architecture, sidewalk artists' kiosks... See, there? That's where they're going to refurbish the old Onion Dome Cathedral of Saint Vlad. They'll even restore the secret tunnel that Czarina Ekatarina IV used to visit the Royal Zoo at night.
Originally, they even wanted to have the local ivans dress in period uniform, big furry caps and all, and carry halberds instead of their department issued machine pistols. Of course the Policemen's Guild put a stop to that--no ivan wants to chase down a dope-addled street mugger in puffy pantaloons armed only with a halberd. This avenue up here leads to the Meditation Garden where Bishop Medrikov in the early 1800s used to talk to God himself--so they say--while plotting to depose the Romanova Dynasty.
You walk these sidewalks, and you can almost feel what it must've been like to live back in the Golden Age. Exotic Egyptian and Brazulian merchants traveling up from the harbor, Secretive Franstralian spies lurking behind every corner of our New University and trying to kidnap or seduce our best scientists. Mighty knights would go "sporting" in the North Country, hunting down bears or the last of the Englians rebels in their grand noble costumes, and then return to Moscow to sell their slaves and show off their ostentatious wealth.
For the nobility the Golden Age was a return to greatness, or to feudalism rather, for the new Russian subjects in the North didn't have the rights of Russian citizens. Not yet. Our Golden ancestors could establish a Rus in the Englian wilds of the north, but they could not make the people there Russians in their hearts. So of course giving them the traditional rights of Russians would have been useless. Those Englandians were always mad with their philosophies and, like all Asians, with their mystic perceptions of the world. Superstitious folk don't need the vote; they need the whip.
When Russia forgot that... well, I guess that's why they don't call our century a Golden Age.
Across the wadi there is the Pilgrims' Walk. No, no, Alek, that's a common misperception. They didn't name it after our Pilgrims. They referred that that pathway to the original Pilgrims. Throughout the 1500s and 1600s there was a steady migration of Iroquois from the south of Africa toward the jungles of Indogermany. The Orientals never settled their southern peninsula in force, and so the weak natives of that jungle were ripe for settlement from an advanced nation like the Iroquois. They were Seneca, Mokawk, Cayuga, or Tuscarora when they left southern Africa. But by the time they settled the far east, they were simply Mingo.
Those pilgrims traveled by wagon, by ferry, sometimes by foot even, from Iroquoia, up thru the Rift Valley, across the sandy deserts of the Roman Levant, across the Burgundian Plain. It was an epic journey and many--most, really--didn't survive the trip. But land was scarce in Africa and the east seemed unsettled and abundant to them... and so they went.
IROQUOIS MIGRATION
Russians span the hemisphere
Yes, yes, it's much like the Russian conquest of Burgundia. Of course, our people were a little more successful in our settlement of the New Africa. We Russians are an expansive people and it was in the Golden Age that our great settlers spread out across the face of the hemisphere. When the Iroquoians marched thru our lands on their Grand Trek, perhaps it inspired our ancestors to speed up our own colonization efforts. But no one in the Golden Age would admit that.
Well no one should be proud of it, but our forebears were somewhat prejudiced against the Iroquoian Pilgrims. That's why they made the "Haudies" (as they called them) walk on the far side of the wadi from the Old City--didn't want them stinking up the Palace Grounds or tracking mud into our New University. Many great Russian families of today built their wealth off of those migrants, too. They charged them exorbitant rents and internal "road tariffs" at the start of the Grand Trek and the clueless settlers paid because they had no choice. Sadly, it was often a lack of funds that drove those early Iroquoian settlements in Indogermany into bankruptcy.
But I guess we've already learned that history is full of little human tragedies, haven't we? And by "we" I mean you. Wait, no maybe I don't mean that "you" have learned something, but it's not for a lack of me trying. Oh quit smirking you imbecile. My point is that we may be a wealthy people, but we still are cheapskates. And the wealthiest among us are the worst.
Oh that got your attention, did it? You doubt me? Well then, let me tell you another story from our "Golden Age." I think it might better illustrate my point.
Continued Tomorrow (in what could technically be called Chapter 31)