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Friday, March 30, 2012

Better Red than Never...

Here's a little preview of what you all can expect next week...

Comrades, this is your captain.

It is an honor to speak to you today, and I'm honored to be sailing with you on the maiden voyage of our motherland's most recent achievement.
And once more, we play our dangerous game, a game of chess, against our old adversary...the American Navy.

For years, your fathers before you and your older brothers played this game and played it well.

But today, the game is different.
We have the advantage.
It reminds me of the heady days of Sputnik

and Yuri Gagarin,

when the world trembled at the sound of our rockets.
Well, they will tremble again…at the sound of our silence.

The order is engage for silent drive.
Comrades, our own fleet doesn't know our full potential.
They will do everything possible to test us, but they will only test their own embarrassment. We will leave our fleet behind. We will pass through the American patrols, past their sonar nets, and lay off their largest city…

and listen to their "rock and roll"

while we conduct missile drills.

Then...when we are finished, the only sound they will hear is our laughter, while we sail to Havana, where the sun is warm…
And so is the comradeship.

Dozvedanya, babies,


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