Gradually one learns the first lesson of Poland: “Spoko, spoko. Easy, easy.” You get there when you get there. If you get there.
Can I imagine a George Bush Fund? A Dan Quayle Fund? Even a Ted Kennedy or a Dan Rostenkowski Fund? How many Americans, old or young, would donate their wedding bands, or even their talents “for the good of the Republic”?
“The East Germans are angry now with Poles. Poles come to East Berlin and buy up all the food, then sell it in West Berlin, where Easterners cannot go, at a big profit.”
“Each factory was a cacophony of noise, a cloud of noxious vapor, a sewer of pollution. Each factory devoured people whole, laborers and managers both.” The ninth chapter of the book by David R. Pichaske about Poland between 1989 and 1991.
“Łódź is never going to compete with Kraków and Gdańsk, and its citizens admit the obvious.” Join David Pichaske and discover the beauty and hidden secrets of one Polish city.
“Proszę?” “Six small rolls, one chleb, one angielka.” “6,450 złotych, please.” “Thank you.” “You are welcome. Please?” “One chleb.” “2,400 złotych. Do you have four hundred złotych?” “Dziękuję.” “You are welcome. Please?” “Two angielka…”
March ‘68 is a complex and multifaceted event in Polish history. Jakub Majmurek in conversation with Janina Jankowska and Seweryn Blumsztajn, two journalists who during communism were active in the opposition, but they nowadays quite oppose in political preferences.