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- SOVIET UNION, Page 56Remember the Good Old Lines?
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- "Oh, the romantic lines of my youth," sighs a middle-aged
- Moscow housewife. "We would line up at Sokolniki Park to see
- the first American exhibition, where Khrushchev debated Nixon.
- Or at the Pushkin Museum to see paintings by Fernand Leger.
- What wonderful times we had! Not like in these horrible lines
- today."
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- It would seem a bizarre monologue almost anywhere else, but
- not in the Soviet Union. Though comrades have stood in line
- ever since strains of the Internationale first wafted over Red
- Square, the queues are longer and crankier these days, thanks
- to chronic shortages. Biding one's time to buy soap or bread
- has become the form of public life most readily available to
- the masses. Soviets spend so much time waiting that the lines
- have generated a culture all their own: part rumor mill,
- information exchange, social club and town meeting.
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- Political debates begin there. Outside one of only three
- automobile dealerships in all of Moscow, a tall uniformed
- general fumes. "I have to line up six times at this same window
- to have my car registered," says he. "Lenin said, `Socialism
- is inventory,' but surely not this kind of inventory."
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- "Inventory is socialism," retorts an unshaven man ahead.
- "Hence all this crap."
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- "But this is perestroika now," objects a young man. "Things
- must change, mustn't they?"
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- "Must they indeed!" snorts the unkempt philosopher.
- "Perestroika is an everlasting process."
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- The general replies with a muttered obscenity.
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- Lasting enmities have been born in queues, as have fast
- friendships. Nikolai and Lena met as students while waiting for
- a table in a popular cafe. They never got inside, but 20 years
- of wedded bliss and two children prove that some marriages are
- made not in heaven but in line.
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- The trendiest queue these days is the one outside McDonald's
- in Pushkin Square. The three-hour wait for a glimpse of life
- abroad -- which is more precious than the Big Macs themselves
- -- has supplanted such cultural diversions as visiting the
- Bolshoi, which is usually either closed or touring abroad
- anyway. On a recent Sunday, a troupe of young actors staged a
- skit for waiting patrons in the McDonald's line. Thus the
- performers were fulfilling the oft-stated but little-realized
- communist goal of bringing culture to the masses by going to
- where the masses can always be found.
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- By Yuri Zarakhovich/In Line in Moscow.
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