I was going to write about 1-candidate elections with 99.9% voter turnout and other Soviet-era election shenanigans but instead you are getting some propaganda posters from various years.

“Representative-servant of the people”. At the top: “To achieve further development and growth of collective farms”

“Vote for further growth of our cities and villages”

“Collective farmers, vote for further growth of collective farms!”

“Young Soviet people are voting for the happy youth!”

“For Motherland! For Stalin! For Peace! For Communism!”

“Everyone, Vote in the elections for the Supreme Soviet of the USSR!”

“I am old, and I suggest you pick a candidate as you would pick a son-in-law for your only daughter!”

“Vote for the tribe Soviet, don’t let a shaman or a rich person in!”

“Proletariat Troop, vote for the Soviets!”

“Serving People!”

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These photos popped up in search when I was working on my previous post about Wilt Chamberlain’s early years at KU.  A more recent set of photos was posted when the house went up for sale. A short article by the architect of the house discussing the inspiration behind this unusual design can be found here.

A Brobdingnagian Bungalow With a View

was featured in the Life Magazine in March of 1972.

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One of the milk products of my childhood that’s hard or impossible to find here is tvorog sometimes referred to as the Farmer Cheese. Instead of trying to find it, I use strained yogurt to make these tasty pancakes.
By the way, the only yogurt that doesn’t contain any extra ingredients (none) and not overpriced at the same time is this one.
As always, women who’d like to wake up to the smell of these cooking should apply in the comments section.

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Recently Shane wrote about his ride to work and how it makes him wish for the public transit system. I’ve been driving my everyday 20.5 miles (one way) for close to ten years now and while it’s not my favorite pastime I think a lot depends on the soundtrack you use for your drive. Since my hectic schedule and refusal to tolerate people other than me farting in my vehicle prevent me from sharing the ride, I grabbed my new camera so I can invite you for a few minutes of virtual carpooling on my morning drive to work.  See for yourself how easy and fun it is.

(I placed the camera slightly lower than I should have, I will try better next time)

httpvh://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwLV-smsXZ4

See Also: Adding the Benny Hill Theme to Anything Makes it Funny.

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In June 1960 the Life Magazine published the following report about the imminent flooding of the Tuttle Creek Reservoir.

Forlorn End For a Valley.

In the verdant farmlands of the Blue River valley in northeastern Kansas, where 3,000 people found themselves in the path of progress, only a sorrowful handful still stayed near ghost towns. The reservoir for the Tuttle Creek flood-control dam would inundate 15,000 acres. In many cases it would swallow up the farms and limestone homesteads built up by the owners’ pioneer ancestors.

The cost of resettling and the beginning of new lives came high. New property usually costs more than the fees awarded for the old. It was a sad wrench, especially for the old people. But the uprooted Kansans have one consolation. They will live near what will eventually be the state’s largest recreation area.

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