Poetry fan kills prose partisan. Who was right? Who is to blame? What is to be done?
As we have long foreseen, Alla Pugacheva's soul recently grew too large for one body to contain. To protect us all from a Tunguska-level soul overload event, she spawned two new bodies to contain the overflow.
Is it still tragic if it's non-fatal? We do not know. That, I would say, is a philosophical question. We do know one thing, however.
Where are you going? Туда и обратно. But soulfully, as befits one who drinks with a multitude of sweaty dwarves.
No, but the President is.
Otherwise, how will you know I am not going to murder you?
So there's this series of photos where hairless cats look like Putin.
Let us dispense with the obvious jokes right away.
The meteor burst above Chelyabynsk has given the world a glimpse of our nation of scientists, ever-prepared to document scientific phenomena and analyze them on the spot.
Tatiana was fired by Aeroflot for flipping off her passengers and posting a picture of the act on the Twitter. In our experience, that's relatively tame behavior for a Tatiana.
The Belavezha accord, which declared the death of the Soviet Union, is missing. We wish to know how long it can remain missing before we must declare that the Soviet Union walks again.
According to UK's Daily Mail, President Putin has hired Boyz II Men to pump up the volume of Russia's birth rate. Apparently, Boney M was not available.
We are struck nearly speechless by the monumental souls of the gluten-free Old Believers who lived 40 years alone in the Taiga.
Former acress Brigitte Bardot may soon join Gerard Depardieu as a Russian citizen.
In honor of his work in Kevin Lima's great film 102 Dalmations, the great President Vladimir Putin has granted Russian citizenship to the great Gerard Depardieu.
We cannot add anything to this wonderful essay. We do, however, find this adds amusement.
I don't care how high on the food chain you think you are. Don't mess with a babushka.
There are many Putin fan sites out there. Countless, I would say. But only one Putin fan site truly captures the love he inspires.
In a clear, selfish bid for fame through hooliganism and religious hatred, a flock of endangered birds failed to follow Vladimir Putin to their Uzbek nesting grounds.
It had to happen. Perhaps it has been happening all along but on such a scale of soulful magnificence that, like the mighty forest, we were so lost in its vastness that we could not see it around us.
It is hard for foreigners to understand, but some souls are so big that by themselves they constitute a public mass gathering. Rostislav Zhuravlyov from Yekaterinburg is one such soul.
We are in awe of this city, Norilsk, which is beyond question the biggest-souled city in this or any other world. Also, their web site is the 2nd best web site ever.
Speak English? Need to learn Russian? You haven't a hope of mastering our powerful language, but if you're going to try we recommend this course.
We do not understand. And we do not approve.
In case you haven't heard, the Americans are upset that a bunch of high-testosterone, gun-toting real men hired Columbian prostitutes. This was confusing to us, but now it turns out they're just upset they didn't hire quality Russian prostitutes.
With the phrase, "the inexplicable, almost universal delight that Russians take in the notion of drunken disorder," it becomes obvious that Mr. Erofeyev is joking. Surely he cannot fail to understand such a basic aspect of the Big Russian Soul.
We have mixed feelings about Eduard Khil's resurgent Trololo fame. Clearly the man has soul, but what does his fame among the soulless mean?
It has come to our attention that some American pop star has chosen to imitate Putin. He is nowhere near as strong or handsome as our dear once and future President, so why does he try?
Alla Pugacheva married her long-time friend Maxim Galkin on December 24, 2011.
We have long insisted that foreigners cannot acquire a BRS just by virtue of residing within our virtuous borders. It appears, however, that corporate entities can at least hire a little big soul.
Samovar lotteries, gingerbread voting boxes and assorted ice holes. Whatever the results of today's elections, one thing is certain: they were full of Big Russian Soul.
This compendium of Tolstoy's Facebook posts charts his majestic path through the social network.
"I think I grasped the Russian soul when I listened to the Cherry Garden," an Indian fan of the Voice of Russia wrote.
Despite his roots in the longing of certain Englishmen for the old agrarian ways and the associated pecking order, Bilbo Baggins has soul. How? The illustrations on this Soviet-era edition just reek of BRS. Also, the site that's hosting them is littered with photo ads featuring nearly-naked women. So... not safe for work but chock full of soul.
Is it possible that the author of "Boot-Scootin' Boogie" could have a Big Russian Soul? We are skeptical. But we know his secret stash of Soviet art is already quietly changing the nature of American country music.
We are torn. Mordvina asks the correct question: "How does this agree with the Russian soul?" Yet we find the notion of being buried in a coffin shaped like a giant vodka bottle seductive.
Clearly, the author of this article, a soulless foreigner going under an obvious pseudonym, cannot hear the difference between a "boo" and a hearty, "бог!" Nobody boos the Putin.
CNN, you just don't understand him. How could you?
Keep an eye on this website, RusUSA, a large collection of resources and "The Place of fun and entertainment of Russian America!" And by "keep an eye on," we mean monitor this website. Geared as it is toward those brave defenders of the BRS who live in the USA, the authors have a special responsibility to portray the BRS appropriately.\r\n\r\n[Note: If you have trouble reading it in Russian, this page translates itself for you if you click the "English" link at the top.]
Ahhhh, sweet kholodets. Take a break from your Beeg Mak and your fries of freedom and choke down some delicious kholodets, or, as it's called in English, "Feet in Aspic." Mmmmmmm...
You've taken our test and received the bad news that your soul is only an ordinary soul, or even sub-par? Óâû!!! However, all is not lost, as the Board Certified souls at this site will answer any question, however soulless, that you might have concerning the Mother of all Motherlands. \r\n\r\n
If only all armies spent their time on such noble missions.
As part of the ongoing effort to make 00's Moscow more like the Southern US in the 80's, Moscow "city authorities" are planning a ban on kissing in the Metro. This follows the ban on Halloween and (we presume) precedes the made-for-TV movies about the evils of Dungeons and Dragons.
You see, the Russian does not just drink for the sake of pondering imponderable silvery-birched thoughts. Also he drinks to extract state secrets from his enemies. A supplement sometimes helps in this endeavor.
DANGER!! This site has more soul than even some Russians can handle. Just browsing to this site will infect you with a Big Soul virus. You'll find yourself buying pickled goods you never knew existed. Consider yourself warned: do not tread this path.
A scurrilous reporter read our posting on the Dobby/Putin controversy and declared, "Libel law doesn't work that way." True, we are big-souled and do not understand this "parody" notion that she holds so dear. Nor do we understand her reference to a "First Amendment". Ah well, perhaps if we keep reading CNN we too will understand such subtleties. She, alas, lacks the soul to understand us.
When in Moscow, don't miss the world's largest foto-albom of Russian souls--in their natural habitat, no less. "It is a kaleidoscope of toothless peasants, posed bourgeoisie, cobblers in aprons, and stiff Soviet politicians, toasting, talking, singing and sometimes eating."
We have no comment. What comment can there be? Our souls are aghast.
You can take the soul out of Russia, but you can't take the Russian out of the Soul. Feed your soul with this site, which promises you "Russian Chat, Russian Dating, Russian Cuisine..." and more.
It's not enough that Harry Potter rips off the Russian concept of witches, now they have to rip off our leader as well. Dobby the house elf must go.
An alarming thesis about an underhanded attack on tender Big Russian Souls.
No, this isn't about Klansmen and choppy black & white film. This is about a
Had by Russia 'lone.
See its size, big and bold.
Dig it! The Russian Soul.
What can I say? They may be "our brethren to the south," but they sure understand how to run a country.
"All the pains and occasional pleasures of rural Russia for a mere $25/night contribution to the local economy." What can we say that Uncle Pasha doesn't say himself? He provides dog rental services... now that is full-service guide.
This guy claims to understand the Big Russian Soul. We say that's a loaf of "bred," but nevertheless give him a chetvyorka for for the effort and heartily recommend his treatise to the kul'turnye invalidi of the world. You know who you are.
"Take my tyoscha....Please!" We are laughing so hard the kvas is coming out our noses! Please stop!
The North Pole will soon depart the soulless Canadian north for the Motherland. Lets all have sex!!
We at BRS.org feel ourselves disturbed by this news. Michael Flatley, BRS? Please, please, say it isn't so.
As the Olympics unfold, ignore the whines of soulless Canadians who don't understand that a perfect quad Lutz is nothing compared to a perfect Soul. And root for Evgeni Plushenko. Or don't root for him, but he'll win anyway because his soul is undiluted. "It was not so easy to see he would become what he is today," [his coach] says, "but I saw he had feelings for beauty. He also had a strong soul." Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner.
If it's good for the body, it's good for the Big Russian Soul! Birch me, baby! (Site in Russian.)
This astute quiz does not directly address the BRS, but could be restated as "follow the BRS to the BRS-bearing composer." It is a fine illustration of the multi-faceted nature of the grand BRS.
This interview of Vladimir Zhirinovski by an American member of Christian Coalition illustrates the possibilities for the souls of America and Russia to meet. As Zhirinovskiy intimates, together we can be "possessed" of a unifying spirit.
This short, linguistic analysis provides a broad sketch of the bare outline of the never-to-be-fully-mapped Big Russian Soul.
"Rachmaninov, Shostakovich and Prokofiev did not need to use this music to prove their Russianness." Of course they don't: they have their Big Russian Souls. We have not yet counted the recurrences of the word "great" in this article because it is too huge a task. In other words, this article is by a British BRS wannabe who understands the BRS as well as can be expected given his circumstances.
Eugene has BRS. Check out his version of "Hotel California"!
The otherwise astute and undoubtedly BRS-bearing RussianFoods.com fails to mention the Big Russian Soul. Why? Who is to blame?
Hey, no promises about soul-enhancement (see our FAQ) but sometimes a guy's just got a hankerin' for a hunk o' tvorog.
All appearances to the contrary, Russia is not America! Don't be fooled!
If you don't have a BRS, you can get a bit closer by marrying one of these beautiful girls. Sure, you won't have a Russian Soul, but at least you can watch your wife demonstrate the proper, soulful way to go to a disco.