This is my brother, my mother, and I.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Old Pictures That Have Significance
This is my brother, my mother, and I.
The Russian Napoleon is Dead
Hello. It is Oleg Kerensky, and I would like to now pronounce my father dead. He died in his home in New York City, June 1970. Unfortunately, he was not granted burial by the local Russian Orthodox Churches because they blamed him for Russia's fall to the Bolsheviks. He was eventually buried in Putney- Vale's non- demotional cemetery. He was 89 years old.
My father was a good man, and wanted nothing but the best for Russia. Of course, he was a fallacious man, but he never did anything intentionally the hurt others. He fought against fascism in Germany and Communism in Russia until his death, although he was no longer in power. His roots came from the serfs, so he was able to understand the lower classes. His main goal was to keep Russia from losing to Communism, but eventually the Russians gave in to Lenin. Although he was disappointed, he was able to bounce back up and move our family. He led an active life and never failed to have his voice projected to the people. As and editor, lecturer, speaker, and author, my father was always on the go and finding a way to share his eloquence with others. (He wrote "The Kerensky Memoirs: Russia and History's Turning Point.")
I hope that my father's name lives on through out history. As the last leader of "old Russia,"he certainly changed Russia for the best. He granted many liberal rights such as universal male suffrage and freedom of speech and press.
My father raised my siblings and me well. I am happy to say that my last name is Kerensky.
My father was a good man, and wanted nothing but the best for Russia. Of course, he was a fallacious man, but he never did anything intentionally the hurt others. He fought against fascism in Germany and Communism in Russia until his death, although he was no longer in power. His roots came from the serfs, so he was able to understand the lower classes. His main goal was to keep Russia from losing to Communism, but eventually the Russians gave in to Lenin. Although he was disappointed, he was able to bounce back up and move our family. He led an active life and never failed to have his voice projected to the people. As and editor, lecturer, speaker, and author, my father was always on the go and finding a way to share his eloquence with others. (He wrote "The Kerensky Memoirs: Russia and History's Turning Point.")
I hope that my father's name lives on through out history. As the last leader of "old Russia,"he certainly changed Russia for the best. He granted many liberal rights such as universal male suffrage and freedom of speech and press.
My father raised my siblings and me well. I am happy to say that my last name is Kerensky.
End It With a Quote
Let it increase the risks; but one cannot succeed when he accounts a lot and never deceits to DO it’
My Life: Post War
I am officially out of office. My term was from July 1917 to November 1917. It was not short and sweet. It was long and bittersweet. I enjoyed what I did for my country, but the work load ENORMOUS. Though I am slightly disappointed that i could have done better, I would like to wish my good friend Vladimir Lenin the best of luck during his term as Prime Minister.
Life is good here in the United States. I have first lived in France, Australia, and the United Kingdom before come to New York.
Paris: I lived here until 1940. I met my second wife, Lydia Nell Tritton, and we lived together happily. Unfortunately, France was overrun by the Germans, under Hitler, during World War II (surprise, surprise), and Lydia and I went to the United States.
Australia: Lydia fell ill and we went back to her homeland of Australia. We stayed will her family and sadly died of a stroke. I returned to the United States shortly after her death.
England: I became the editor of a social revolutionist newspaper called "Dni." I only stayed here a short while, but I was happy to grab the opportunity to immerse myself in a social revolutionist sphere of influence. The social Revolutionist in me never disappeared. I also published a few books pertaining to the Communist takeover in Russia. I truly feel sorry for you Russians right now.
The United States: I think I will stay here until my death. I live in New York City, but it is fun to visit Stanford to lecture and give speeches at different universities.
Life is good here in the United States. I have first lived in France, Australia, and the United Kingdom before come to New York.
Paris: I lived here until 1940. I met my second wife, Lydia Nell Tritton, and we lived together happily. Unfortunately, France was overrun by the Germans, under Hitler, during World War II (surprise, surprise), and Lydia and I went to the United States.
Australia: Lydia fell ill and we went back to her homeland of Australia. We stayed will her family and sadly died of a stroke. I returned to the United States shortly after her death.
England: I became the editor of a social revolutionist newspaper called "Dni." I only stayed here a short while, but I was happy to grab the opportunity to immerse myself in a social revolutionist sphere of influence. The social Revolutionist in me never disappeared. I also published a few books pertaining to the Communist takeover in Russia. I truly feel sorry for you Russians right now.
The United States: I think I will stay here until my death. I live in New York City, but it is fun to visit Stanford to lecture and give speeches at different universities.
The October Revolution Continued
Well, my removal only took twenty hours. I feel pathetic. The end defeat at Polkovo was well fought, my men. I hope your lives are good in Russia. All is well, though, for me as well. I have done what I can to help the Russians and right now life is France is nice. It is more peaceful and a lot less hectic. However, I do miss my power and being able to make decisions. As of right now, I feel like a worthless lump.
Though I would like to say that I am a near perfect human being, this is not so. I would like to take this time to reflect on what I could have done better. Sorry, my people, I wish I could have done better
1.) Arresting the leaders of the Bolshevik Revolution. This was foolish and only led to their uprising.
2.) Staying in the Great War. This was a terrible decision. This left the economy ruined and many people starving. The lack of supplies caused a tremendous amount of suffering. I am deeply apologetic.
3.) I failed to offer peasants land. I am willing to bet that I would have gained many more supporters had I given the peasants land. Lenin did this and was able to steal many of my followers.
Though I would like to say that I am a near perfect human being, this is not so. I would like to take this time to reflect on what I could have done better. Sorry, my people, I wish I could have done better
1.) Arresting the leaders of the Bolshevik Revolution. This was foolish and only led to their uprising.
2.) Staying in the Great War. This was a terrible decision. This left the economy ruined and many people starving. The lack of supplies caused a tremendous amount of suffering. I am deeply apologetic.
3.) I failed to offer peasants land. I am willing to bet that I would have gained many more supporters had I given the peasants land. Lenin did this and was able to steal many of my followers.
The October Revolution
I can sense it, Russians. The end is eminent and imminent. The darned Bolsheviks have launched their second Revolution. Only the Women's Death Battalion is willing to fight for me. I agree that I have not been the best Prime Minister, but come on now. I was not THAT bad. To all the Russians reading this, please support me! Well, as far as I can see, I am losing this battle and I am going to lose my seat. The outcome seems terrible. I am going to dress in a navy uniform and try to escape this madness. By the time some of you read this, I will have already been in hiding for a few hours.
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