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Ok last story before I go to bed.
My girlfriend's grandfather came to Lithuania with the soviets. He wasn't a soldier, he was more of a politician kind of guy. He fell in love with my girlfriends polish grandmother and decided to stay here. 50 years later he still speaks Russian only and watches Russian news only (and it's all propaganda, like real propaganda).
I don't like visiting them because I don't speak Russian so my job is just eat and smile. And have a shot of vodka if I don't drive. I learned a Russian phrase "spasibo, nenada, ya za ruliom" - thank you, no need, I'm driving.
So on our last visit, a couple of weeks ago my girlfriend's cousin also joined us with cousin's boyfriend Maksim, who apparently serves in Lithuanian army. And he speaks Russian, too bad for him.
So they spoke with grandfather about army things, Maksim got strong hands so he got assigned to rocket launcher position, something something.... And then suddenly the grandfather looks at me, looks at Maksim and goes like: "Hey, but you Lithuanians always talk about how will you defend against Russia if they attack but both of you are wearing glasses. How on earth are you gonna defend your country when you're "ochkariki" (glass-wearers as an insult).
Maksim blushed and replied that actually he scored pretty good at shooting practices and he ranks towards the top. And then the grandfather starter talking about Ukraine (probably seen some things on Russian TV that's there constantly). Maksim goes like: but Ukrainians are friends, we train together.
What follows are shouts, drama, some more vodka, plates going off the table (probably a combination of old age and vodka and nerves) and grandpa leaves the room dramatically.
It hasn't got much to do with this thread but just random context of life in post soviet countries. My grandpa on the other hand was in jail for spreading western ideas and participating in an underground press. When he got out he was unable to get any decent job because he was blacklisted as an enemy of the state (previously worked at university).
Good night now. I hope not to find worse news tomorrow morning.