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I have fond memories of the Cold War. Probably because it coincided with my childhood.
I remember seeing engorged commie missiles trundling across Red Square on our tiny TV in the corner of the living room on the nightly news, ready to disperse their toxic payload of death on our cities. I remember reading and seeing constant reminders in the media that we were free and they were not, and because of that we were good and they were evil. I remember seeing Reagan and Gorbachev having meetings as the whole thing thawed, and then the sense of a new era dawning as the Berlin Wall came down and The Hoff did a concert for all his suddenly former commie fans.… Read the rest