Worn out but always current
The Red Thread of Revolution
Tito with the Yugoslav Youth
This is the crap I found inside
I was watching a documentary on Mobutu Sese Seko the other day. He and Marshal Tito of Yugoslavia had lots in common. They were buddies. Both were self appointed presidents for life, loved fine clothes and both ordained themselves “marshals” — the highest military rank known to man.
The wealth surrounding Mobutu, the fine white suits Josip Broz Tito wore, the palatial residences of Ceausescu, the material excesses of Kim Jong Il got me thinking that as much as these fine leaders of free men were (are) attracted to finer things in life there is more to it.
All these nations headed by dictators were typically jumpstarted straight from feudalism or colonial rule into something resembling socialism. The display of the leader’s wealth was partially a coping mechanism self demonstrating the existence of affluence in otherwise poor societies. We may be poor ourselves but overall the country must be wealthy since the president has just landed in his gold riveted jet plane. Really, a president who loves his people will not sleep under a tent because that’s detrimental to the followers’ self esteem.
Tito new all this well. He paraded around with international celebrities in crisp white suits while holding a Cuban cigar. He had cars, yachts, villas and the best dental work in the country. He had meaningless titles like “marshal” and absurd military uniforms to match. And he did all this for you and me.
This double album is called “Tito, Youth, Revolution.” It contains speeches and articles by Tito read by actors. Several poems are interspersed throughout to lighten the heavy load. The liner notes were written by Azem Vlasi, an Albanian-Yugoslav politician.
Tito invested a lot of time speaking and cultivating the young followers. I’d assume that the speeches address the youth of Yugoslavia. I can not verify this at the moment because the original records were replaced by cheap-ass substitutes by some punk. One of the sleeve pockets holds a “Bitola, moj roden kraj” a Macedonian folk music record. The other pocket is stuffed with a super-scratched record of Aprilke “Songs About Women People’s Heroes: Follow Their Ideals.” While this record may be worth something in its own right the scratches are trench deep and give me a heartburn just looking at it.
For a definitive Tito website go to Titoville.com.