Sling a loaded GP-30 grenade Launcher underbarrel, and you'd have my [oldschool 'Soviette'] Russian ex GF Alice [her parents named her 'Alice' in cyrilic after seeing a bootleg copy of Disney's Alice in Wonderland' in Leningrad].... Father was a CCCP Olympic Swimming team gold+silver medalist, Mother was a Stalin-award recipient artist for Poetry, Grandmother was a female Komisar during WW2 and was awarded Hero of the Soviet Union [immediately postwar] and was a local [Mariupol, Ukraine] party boss after... Both parents turned activists against the state by the 1980s, and died young and harried, under less than healthy circumstances.... Alice took the family money and some diplomatic connections, and shipped herself off to a fancy US private prep school for high school in the northeast [mid-1990s], then did undergrad college in the wild west... before returning to Leningrad. I have lived all over the world, and she is the most 'Soviet'-Russian person of her generation [of the highest human mental and physical capabilities] whom I have ever met... whilst also knowing and being able to 'be' all that is American better than we know, ourselves...
That same unicorn we all seek and will never feel we truly deserve, in this. Our storied and turbulent AK world... She is still out there... Kicking ass and taking names, drinking grown men under the table, and handily dropping them with one punch if they get out of line [which I have personally witnessed more than once]... and still finding time to be a professor of linguistics at the University of Berlin... like a goddamned super hero.
