- #THE AMERICAS ON THE EVE OF INVASION COURSENOTES MOVIE#
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His handmade shawls of Spanish lace and persimmon organza were folded in drawers, layered with lavender seeds and rose petals. They simply donated their forbidden valuables in silence and fear.įrom whole cloth, in his basement apartment, Badescu created gray cashmere blazers and kamelhaar coats, silk blouses and velvet corsets. Nobody had protested or even questioned the declaration.
His real gold cufflinks, along with his gold coins and gold teeth, were deposited at the State Bank in 1947, when the Communists declared gold and guns illegal. The sleeves of his white shirt were secured with gold-plated cufflinks. He wore black pants and a sharp winged vest. Most mornings he waltzed around his clients, a measuring tape around his neck and a hedgehog pin cushion on his wrist.
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Occasionally dogs peed on the windows and children knelt to look inside.ĭomnul Badescu brought to the basement his Singer sewing machine, a high, polished cutting table, and a wooden suitcase of parchment patterns and flat white chalk. Outside you could see only passing shoes, boots, or sandals, depending on the season. They settled into the basement apartment with its street-level windows. When Domnul Badescu was evicted by the Communists from his home, he came to Strada Spatarului with his overweight wife, Betty, and Gypsy, his Pekingese dog. I sat on the cold front steps and listened to my city and to the stories of those who had passed through our house into nowhere. That’s how I felt, suspended somewhere in nobody’s space or time. Anestia is a Greek word that means to be without a country, to have no land or language. On the front door was a handwritten note: Anestia. Some of us had married and moved away, others had crossed borders to join somebody else’s freedom, some had forgotten the time and simply died. Our stone house, with walls the color of ocean fog, was still there-only we were missing. The university’s walls were pockmarked with bullet holes white candles on the pavement illuminated the places where students had died. Wooden crosses surrounded the Intercontinental Hotel and large banners proclaimed the revolution’s credo: Better dead than Communist.
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Walking through Bucharest in 1991 felt like walking onto a movie set. Their gloved hands hold up champagne glasses to toast the New Year. A photo of my parents from that time shows them celebrating New Year’s Eve with friends, sitting around a festive table wearing winter coats, fur hats, and woolen shawls.
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People attended Communist party meetings and La Traviata in full winter regalia.
Schools, offices, and theaters were unheated. Hospitals operated on emergency generators, people were stuck in elevators, trains were canceled, and twenty million people cooked by flickering gas and read by candlelight. Overnight, he imposed a discipline of madness he shut off the electricity and heat in the entire country. Ceausescu had decided to drain the economy to pay back the country’s international debt. When I left in 1975, the country lived in darkness. Only this time, there were lights everywhere-the airport, the highway, the city. Customs agents smoked heavily and cursed loudly. Lufthansa still landed among cows grazing the airfield, and the concourse echoed with boots and anxiety. When I returned in 1991, the Bucharest airport had not changed much. I escaped Communism on Christmas Day 1975. Half my life I was trying to leave Romania, and the other half I was looking for it.
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