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rosainta · 5 months
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Day 4 of Rosain Quivan’s Daily Logs
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Started December 10th, 2023 at 8:24PM, Home Finished December 10th, 2023 at 10:45PM, Home Log #4
Author's Notes: Originally, I planned for this short story to be only a two-parter. However, I got so carried away with writing backstory and researching facts about the Siberian Mountains and the USSR that I ended up having enough for two more parts. I hope you don't mind, but hey, at least that means more Heavy and Medic-centred interaction in the future, heehee!
I won't say much more, but I hope you enjoy this history-compliant log, as well as all the little references sprinkled here and there!
Title: King of Hearts (Part Two) Fandom: Team Fortress 2 New Mexico, Badlands, Teufort City, The Cap Point 6:45PM, sometime during the Gravel War
"Well", Heavy begins, "it all starts when I first begin to live in Siberian Mountains with family, after escaping shoot-out in gulag."
Sniper nods, acknowledging the tough living conditions his friend had to endure to provide for his family. If he wasn't so curious about the toughened man's relationship with the team doctor, he would have diverged into another conversation entirely, mostly about survival tips. Ever since he was a child, had always dreamed of living in the mountains one day, just him and his camper van... but that is a story for another day.
"Anyway, our father had just been killed, and we had no money. We could not show face to society, or Soviets would put family back in gulag, so we head to Urals."
"Life was very hard on us, but Heavy had to protect family at all cost. We found small but safe community on far outskirt of Soviet city Magadan, where we meet with kind lady who let us settle in her late husband's house in exchange for manual work and company."
Heavy shifts in his chair and pulls a worn, leather wallet out of his pocket. Flipping through a few cards and other minuscule belongings, he eventually retrieves a small, faded picture.
"Here, this is lady", the robust Russian says softly, holding the photo out for the marksman to see and pointing at an aged figure. "Behind is woman's shoppe. If ever you visit Siberia, you must visit. Is very cozy."
The full image was of a youthful Heavy and his sisters and mother, alongside another woman wearing a red hood and light-brown coat. She seemed to be in her late 40's, but she would most likely be a lot older now, considering the aged quality of the picture. Everyone was smiling happily, with frosty snow cozily blanketing their feet. Behind them was a furnished wooden cabin, with the name "магазин джугджур", which roughly translates to "Jugjur Shop."
"Wow", the bushman half-whispered, "you must owe a lot to her if you kept a shot of her all these years."
Heavy smiles, putting the photo and the wallet back. "Yes, is true. Without her, Heavy and family would have probably frozen to death, or be captured and tortured in another city."
Sniper takes a sip of his martini. "I do have a question, though."
"Go ahead."
"How'd you make sure she wasn't a Soviet? She might'a been a secret agent and turned you in to the police, or maybe even captured you herself?"
"Ah, Heavy had same doubts too at time", he says, tipping the waitress as she brings him his drink.
"Luckily, lady was as anti-Soviet as I was. Her son, who was abroad in Moscow at time, was shot by Soviet officer during civilian massacre. It had ruined her husband, and he had committed suicide only a year after."
"The Soviets had ruined her life and her family, and she hated them with passion that is remarkable for such a nice lady. Maybe it was reason she was so eager to help us when she found out we were refugees."
"Oh. I see. I'm sorry to have brought that up, that must've been hard to recount," Sniper replies silently, slightly stunned and uncomfortable from the sudden change in mood that sprang from his question. Thankfully, Heavy senses his mood and puts his bottle of vodka down next to his martini.
"Do not worry, she is strong woman. Heavy's family takes good care of her, because she is part of us now", the giant says gently.
Sniper worried expression softens to a smile. "That's good to hear, mate."
"Anyway," Heavy continues, "family continues to live in mountains in secret for some time. We hunt bear, and... well, mostly bear, and we cut wood and help run shoppe with lady for a few years before only visiting once a month."
"Is nice, but eventually, family gets bored of seeing snow and killing bear all the time, you know?"
"Ah, yeah," the shartpshooter replies, though he doesn't quite know what to make of that, seeing as he's never done that before. Not minding, Heavy goes on.
"So, one day, Heavy takes family to go out and visit city of Magadan on mother's birthday. At time, I was blinded by boredom, and I did not consider how highly dangerous it was to bring family back to place where we could get imprisoned again."
"But, we were all hungry for something more than food, and it was special occasion after all, so we decided we would hide ourselves with thick coat hood and keep away from guards and populous area."
"At first, we were very excited to be back in a community again. We could see buildings, hear people talking everywhere, smell food that was not killed with fist. But sister Bronislava, who was still quite young at time, was most excited of us all, and she really loved being in city."
"She was always pointing at different stores we pass by, and her laughter when she heard choir boys singing near churches was infectious. However, her most favourite sight of all were boats at the port of Magadan."
"Even when she was very little, Bronislava loved travelling. She read many books on world, and her dream was to visit Paris one day and become pilot. Of course, she knew because of how Russia was at time that this dream could not be possible, but this did not stop her from dreaming."
"So," Heavy says, uncapping his vodka and pouring it into a glass "she was begging for us to go closer to port to see boat. 'Please, brother Misha, let us go on boat and sail!', she would say. But I said no- there were too many guards nearby and we would get caught for sure."
"Aw, can't let a little girl have some fun?," Sniper interrupts, teasing.
"If you don't want to be killed, then no," the towering man replies blatantly.
"Right, sorry, go on," Sniper says quickly, blushing.
"Sister Bronislava would not listen, though, no matter what Heavy or mother or sisters said to her. She would insist and insist, and we had to hold her back at one point so she would not run away herself, but she continued."
"She really wanted to go on the boats. Her whining turned to crying, and her crying turned to screaming, until it was certain a guard would catch us anyway because of how loud she was being. It was miserable and terrifying sight, and Heavy could already feel regret for having endangered and hurt family like this."
"But luckily," Heavy says with a chuckle, "her tantrum did not last very long. Just as family was about to leave and hide from inevitable imprisonment, a very interesting, travelling man tapped my shoulder from behind."
Just as Heavy utters the words, someone really does tap his shoulder. Heavy turns to meet their eyes, and immediately, he grins.
"Eavesdropping again, doktor?", he asks, pulling a chair for him to sit next to him and Sniper.
"Ooh, I simply couldn't resist! Mostly because I can still picture ze face you made when you turned around like a frightened deer", Medic exclaims, laughingly.
Heavy groans and rolls his eyes, whilst his two seatmates look at each other, both surprised and amused.
"The big, tough, scary Heavy, frightened? I'd never imagine such a thing!" Sniper chuckles, clinking his martini glass to cheers with the doctor's fizzing sparkling water.
"It was not as bad as doktor puts it, okay?", Heavy grumbles, eyes averted to their playful gazes. Still, you could tell by the way his face reddened and, again, the way his eyebrows lifted that it was, in fact, as bad as he put it.
"Whatever floats your boat, mein friend", Medic says, no pun intended. Sniper downs his martini in one go, signaling the waitress for another glass.
Wanting to change the subject, the flustered giant gets up to grab a deck of cards on a nearby table. He returns, shuffling the cards in his large, calloused hands.
"Let us continue story over game of cards, yes? I find that it will fit in well with next part."
To be continued in RQDL 5... Credits: Team Fortress 2 by Valve Image source: Team Fortress 2 Written by Rosain Quivan Cross posted on Amino ( Rosain Quivan )
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yewelshtabby · 1 year
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More concept art I’ve made in the last few weeks
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chunkletskhl · 2 months
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Vladislav Tretiak, very focused. (Image Source)
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desolatediver · 9 months
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Art Fight [Werewolf] Attack!
Спутник 1, 2 & Объект Д (3) by @robinwaaaaa
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wanderingmind867 · 2 months
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I know in the 80s or 90s Marvel made a Soviet Superhero team. I really like that idea because it feels realistic. If the cold war was active, of course the USSR would want their own Avengers. But also, I think it's a shame the idea wasn't thought of earlier. Because I would pay good money to read a comic about a Soviet Superhero team in the 70s, especially with that old 70s comics artstyle and writing style. Also, I'd make the team diverse. A Eastern bloc team should probably have members from across the Warsaw Pact. A Bulgarian, an East German, someone from Czechoslovakia, etc.
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sporclechezchunklets · 7 months
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webcrawler3000 · 8 months
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I love you, Russia!!!
Title: Sound Technology: Revolutionizing Computer Communication like Radio
Introduction:
In recent decades, sound technology has transformed the way we communicate, enhancing our ability to connect with others across vast distances. Much like radio revolutionized communication in the early 20th century, sound technology used to communicate through computers has made a significant impact in our digital age. This article explores the mechanisms behind sound-based computer communication and its resemblance to radio technology, demonstrating how it has become a pivotal tool in our interconnected world.
Sound Technology and Computer Communication:
Sound technology in computer communication involves the transmission and reception of audio signals to convey information effectively. Unlike traditional text-based interactions, sound-based communication adds a human element, enabling real-time conversations and a more immersive user experience.
Broadcast and Reception:
Much like radio broadcasts, sound technology in computer communication operates on the principle of transmitting and receiving audio signals. By utilizing audio protocols and codecs, computers can capture sound through microphones and convert it into digital data for transmission over networks.
Networking and Data Transmission:
To transmit audio data, computers use networking protocols, such as the Internet Protocol (IP), to ensure reliable delivery. Sound-based computer communication employs concepts similar to those used for radio transmission, including modulation, encoding, and packetization. This technology allows audio data to be packaged into smaller units, or packets, that can be transmitted efficiently over data networks.
Real-Time Communication:
One of the major advantages of sound technology in computer communication is its ability to facilitate real-time conversations. This makes it ideal for applications such as voice over Internet Protocol (VoIP) services, online gaming, and video conferencing. Users can communicate dynamically, similar to radio hosts engaging with their listeners in live broadcasts.
Applications and Features:
Sound technology has permeated various aspects of computer communication, leading to a plethora of applications. Voice recognition and synthesis, for instance, have transformed how we interact with digital assistants and use voice commands in our daily lives. Sound-based communication has also enabled advancements in accessibility features, allowing individuals with visual impairments to navigate computers using audio feedback.
Challenges and Advancements:
While sound technology has made significant strides in computer communication, some challenges remain. Audio quality and clarity, especially in noisy environments, can still pose hurdles. Advancements in noise cancellation algorithms, acoustic beamforming, and enhanced audio codecs aim to mitigate these challenges and provide users with a seamless, immersive experience.
Conclusion:
Sound technology used for computer communication, much like radio before it, has become an indispensable tool in our connected world. With its ability to facilitate real-time conversations and augment the user experience, sound-based communication has revolutionized the way we connect and collaborate. As technology continues to advance, sound technology will undoubtedly play an essential role in shaping the future of computer communication, bridging distances and bringing people closer together.
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verypartialobserver · 2 years
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Don’t talk to me or my son ever again
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lordgrimoire · 3 months
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So, an Idea, or AU I had regarding the good ol DPxDC.
I’m not sure what sort of disaster Amity’s ghost problem would be classified as, but think of what would happen if the local EMS (Emergency Services like Fire Departments, Law Enforcement, Emergency Medical, etc.) pretty much started jumping over the Mayor from the get-go? What if hard proof of these hijinx, for a brief time, were able to get out of Amity?
Well the Governor would probably have someone take a look, and once nonsense is confirmed (especially of its weird nonsense that looks a little to close to supers) they send in the National Guard, at first to keep an eye on the situation.
Then comes the Ghost Investigation Ward, and things go from moderately worrying to “WTF” real quick. And things start looking less Small Town USA and more Stalins Town USSR, at the height of Stalins Purges.
Admittedly it’s not immediate, and during the time between being put on “Indefinite Alert” and actually being relived this unit (I’m thinking a Battalion Sized force so about 1,200 soldiers/guardsmen total) ends up befriending the locals, and much to the Mayor, and GIWs, frustration, Phantom, as well as Red Huntress.
This leads to a standoff, the GIW can really only do what they want because of the Governments permission for them to do so, but engaging National Guard, who had not been federalized, may cause an issue or two. So they bring up the issue with someone who they think will back them up, their new boss Lex Luthor.
Now Lex isn’t a fool, but he figures out how the Justice League isn’t being called is due to a jammer the GIW set up and figures he can take a look around incognito like, or more accurately get trusted members of The Goonion, who he had Federally given approval to, to go take a look around.
When Alex gets the full story, and not just the GIWs original story but also updated info from the Doctors Fenton, who are now VERY worried, because they were wrong about Ghosts in more ways than they originally thought they may have been. Suffice to say, when Lex manages to get a copy of "The History of The Infinite Realms" and finds that Krypton's Afterlife is GONE, as in they did something similar to what the GIW is planning, he starts hitting the "Abort" Button with fury. Only to be told "Too late we're underway, we're going through a tunnel, what? What?" And now Lex decides Enough is Enough. Lex does two things, first he sends the GO order for the National Guard Battalion in Amity Park, then he starts trying to get a hold of the Justice League because "Listen I know you dislike me but I am willing to drop it all if you HELP WITH THIS BS THAT I JUST INHERITED!" Meanwhile back in Amity Things go from 0 to 100 faster than an Flash, that being the National Guard heard "GO" and immediatly started blasting. The Townfolks: Confused The Ghosts: Confused Team Phantom: Confused and Afraid The Ghost Hunters who are now studying Ghost Culture and the like: Very Confused and sorta getting Arrested. The GIW: Full of Bullet Holes, Screaming, and On Fire Meanwhile, The National Guard are waiting around two hours later with Phantom for any "Federal" News to come through: So the New President decided the Anti-Ecto Acts are BS, unfortunately they haven't been overturned yet so we're all most likely going to be marked as traitors. Mind if we hide out somewhere our bosses can't find us? Also the Justice League never actually knew any of the BS we've been going through, GIW Had some Jammer set up.
Phantom, Tired of all the damage and killing the GIW has caused in Amity Park: I'll try, but I'm not sure how much good it will do if the League shows up.
TLDR: Amity Park during it's entire run has a Battalion of US National Guard camped out in the outskirts/abandoned parts of town and they figure out most of the situation regarding Phantom not being the Villain Mayor Masters and the GIW Claim him to be. Following this logic they turned around and at the first opportunity attacked the GIW and pushed them out of Amity Park.
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fromgoy2joy · 4 months
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To all my fellow people converting- this is a Call-in post
We are going to be a part of this community, as dictated by Jewish law, once we enter the water of the Mikveh, it will be as if we were Jewish all our lives.
That doesn’t erase the fact that we come from different backgrounds. Most of us didn’t have our grandmother escape genocidal countries. We didn’t grow up around the dinner table hearing holocaust stories about family and friends. The legacy of our families was not split between two choices of what opened up first for amnesty- Israel or the United States.
Our love for Judaism originates from studying theology, culture, and warm moments in the community- not clinging onto it in a generational storm where at any moment you can be expected to run.
Israel has been there for the Jewish people demonstrably, in a world where a Jewish child is taken aside at a young age and told “one day, they could come after you”.
In response, Israel has said “and we will be there to catch you.” This has rung true for the Jewish exile out of Middle Eastern countries, the fleeing from the USSR, and yes- Ethiopia.
Mistakes were made along the way. Tribalism between Jewish religious and geographical sects came up. Refugee camps in the newly established country were a mess- with high rates of death from sickness occurred in the Mizrahi resettlement. Where Ethiopian Jewish women’s translation failed as they were told they were being out on temporary birth control as to not overcrowd struggling camps.
But you don’t get to shake this in their faces. Not when the descendants of those Jewish people know Israel to be what saved them. What gave them life. And what has been threatened everyday by rockets in the sky and terrorist organizations on every side that promises for the painful death of them and their families.
You are under no obligation to support the actions of the Israeli government. But you have to understand why the country was founded, and especially why it was set up in 1948 after the largest slaughter of Jewish people had just ended, where it wasn’t clear if this could happen again the very next year.
You have to see the connection to the land, where Hebrew coins get dug up from thousands of years ago on a daily basis. Even if that’s not apart of your personal practices, you must learn of the background to many of our stories. What Jewish people longed for as they were ostracized and humiliated globally.
This doesn’t come at the price of not sympathizing with the Palestinians. Just as you can hold Jewish pain close to your chest, so can you the pain of Palestinians. The good news is, life isn’t a sports game with your team and their team. The bad news is, that makes it a whole heck of a lot harder.
That being said, we do have the extra responsibility of accurately representing the people we will hopefully call our own one day, BH.
Edit-born Jewish people, if this post speaks to you on any level, feel free to reblog. Your family histories deserve to be represented in our community.
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anemoyuri · 2 months
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it’s interesting to see how people in this fandom react to events where teenagers are alone in high-risk situations with no adult supervision. and it’s not even about lazy writing, where the writers are like “well this teens adventure novel, they won’t just go to school.. they need to go on adventures and such!! even if they’re 15”
it’s about time periods.
like my parents in the 70s, when they were teenagers, already went on the hikes to another country with no adult supervision and took pretty heavy for children odd jobs. and the whole independence from the young age was encouraged (take in consideration the fact, that im from Ukraine and in the 70s my country was still a part of USSR).
the farther we go into the past, the more distorted the concept of appropriate age for this character is. like Dikke being 19 yo, barely an adult , was considered being middle aged at medieval times. like yeah, if average life expectancy of that time was 35 at best, she’s 40 for our modern society. and if we consider war time for each country that was mentioned … oh boy, it’s even more distorted after more peaceful times, stress really ages you.
and if we’re talking about Vertin’s team… i’m glad that they act pretty much to their age. they feel like teenagers with too much responsibility on their shoulders, especially Vertin… trauma made her that way.
all of this is just me rambling with no fact checks tho
EDIT: i was corrected on the fact that people in Middle Ages had shorter life expectancy, it’s just that many children at that time died before turning 5 y.o. and that’s why the average life expectancy was skewed. so Dikke would be considered a young lady and NOT middle-aged
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chunkletskhl · 4 months
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The Soviet Union vs. Finland on a sunny day in about 1961. (Image Source)
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shewhoworshipscarlin · 3 months
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Earlene Dennis Brown
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Earlene Dennis Brown, a three-time Olympian, was the first African American woman to win a medal in the shot put. Throughout her life Brown excelled in a variety of sports, gaining attention, recognition, and honors. She is the only shot-putter to compete in three consecutive Olympics (1956, 1960, 1964). Brown won Olympic bronze for Women’s shot put in 1960; was Amateur Athletic Union Champion in shot put (1956-62, 1964); won Amateur Athletic Union Championship, discus (1958-59, 1961); won gold medal in shot put, silver medal in discus, USA-USSR dual meet (1958); was shot put and discus champion, Pan-American Games (1959); and placed 12th in shot put, Tokyo Olympics (1964).
Earlene Dennis, born July 11, 1935, in Latexo, Texas to Espenola Tillis Dennis, a domestic servant, and Willie Dennis, a semipro baseball player with the Negro League in Texas. When her parents separated in 1938, Dennis remained with her mother and they moved to Los Angeles in 1945. Dennis’s mother married Julius Walker in 1946. Dennis attended Jordan High School in South Central Los Angeles, where she excelled in track and field. Her athletic ability was noticed by many, including Adeline Valdez, Dennis’s high school gym teacher, Josephine Spearman, and Coach Clarence Mackey, who tried to get her to compete in the Helsinki Olympics (in 1952 in Helsinki, Finland). Valdez is credited with putting the first discus in Dennis’ hands while her history teacher taught her to shot put. Before competing in shot put and discus, Dennis anchored the relay team.
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In 1956, Brown finished in the top ten in the shot put and the discus. In 1958 Brown received the #1 world ranking and became the first American to break the 50-foot barrier. Brown won gold medals in the shot put as well as discus events at the Pan American Games in 1959. At the Tokyo Olympics in 1964 Brown placed 12th in the shot put.
Brown retired from the shot put competition in 1965. The same year she took up another sport, roller derby. Brown’s career in skating began as a blocker for the New York Bombers.
In 1975, Brown retired from all athletic ventures and worked as a beautician to provide for herself and family. On May 1, 1983, Earlene Dennis Brown passed away in Compton, California at the age of 47. On December 1, 2005, Earlene Brown was posthumously inducted in the National Track and Field Hall of Fame by the USA Track and Field (USATF) Association during the Jesse Owens Awards and the Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony in Jacksonville, Florida.
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can i say something right now or will i be skinned alive. i am sincerely tired of this fandom putting the mercenaries into the same fandomified tropes. valve made some stellar and memorable characters yet i very rarely see any fancontent that genuinely captures the same spirit of the source material or who the tf2 mercs are as people.
It's ok, I'll take the skinning for you cuz you're ABSOLUTELY RIGHT and YOU SHOULD SAY IT.
I'm BEGGING the fandom to re-read the comics and re-watch the Meet the Team videos and refresh themselves on the source material cuz at this point far too much of what the fandom puts out isn't even the TF2 mercs anymore. They're just your common tropes/cliches in media. The uwu shyboy recluse people make Sniper, the young goofy twinkish doctor people make Medic, the abusive alcoholic people make Demo, the racist southerner people make Engie, the dainty little nance who can't defend himself people make Spy, the Russian beefy communist people make Heavy. I could go on and on.
It seems that people are ignorant of the fact that half the whole thing with the TF2 mercs is how Valve rolled with the expected tropes and then immediately subverted them. Sniper isn't a recluse because he's shy, it's because he's a busy professional. Medic is goofy but he's got the Burly Beast and he is not your fandom twink. Demo is fiercely loyal to his family with a heart of gold, and he's not just an alcoholic but also a workaholic. Engie is a sweetheart with southern politeness, and also scary as hell. Spy, despite being thin as a rail, can handle the recoil of his revolver one-handed and is a more than efficient spy. And Heavy, despite being Russian, is anti-communist because his father was killed by the USSR and his family was put into a Siberian gulag because of his father being an anti-revolutionary. There's more examples of course but these are first to mind.
Please please please refresh the source material. I'm begging you.
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yeoldehetalian · 7 months
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@hetalia-rarepairweek
Hetalia Rarepair Week 2023 Day 5: Historical - America and Lithuania 1992 was a historic year for Olympic basketball for both Lithuania and America!
I've been wanting to try out make some shrinky dink standees recently so this was the perfect excuse :)
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1992?! Historical? Hopefully that counts. Anyway, in 1992 two things happened in the world of Olympic basketball:
Lithuania's story is way more compelling so we will go with America's first. 1992 was the first year that NBA players were sent to the Olympics, rather than more amateur players. This team was called the "Dream Team" and given how stacked they were they did go on to win the gold! By the way, at the previous Olympics in '88, the Americans were beaten by the USSR team which included several Lithuanian players...
As for Lithuania, this would be the first time that Lithuanian basketball players would be able to represent their own nation in Olympic basketball instead of playing under USSR, which was a huge thing! There were economic troubles at the time and it wasn't certain the nation would be able to send a team due to the cost of doing so, but they rallied the nation and other organizations/entities and came up with the funds. They went on to win the bronze, pretty impressive! You can find lots of articles and such about this online, or check out "The Other Dream Team" documentary/movie, etc. I think the NBA even put out a Lithuania-focused mini-doc recently.
But wait, there's more. One of the "entities" that helped fund the Lithuanian team was...the Grateful Dead. Yes, an American band gave them $$$. Yeah, we've reached the even more AmeLiet-ish part of the story. Apparently Jerry Garcia appreciated the Lithuanians' struggle for Freedom and Liberty. Also a New York(I think?) sports artist created a skeleton slam-dunking tie-dyed t-shirt that was like...the Grateful Dead meets Lithuanian flag meets basketball, ha ha. These shirts were sold at the Olympics and beyond to raise funds, and you can still buy them today. The shirts were popular at the Olympics and really helped bring even more attention to the Lithuanian team, especially when they wore them while accepting their medals! Check out some pics online, it is AMAZING.
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As for the standees, they are wearing their nations' '92 Olympic uniforms. Their numbers are just their independence holiday dates. They are made with the "ruff n' ready" shrinky dink plastic and Prismacolor colored pencils. They were pretty easy to make and I love them. I hope to make them some basketball-court looking stands, but that will be a bit more complicated. Someday...
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