Russia is an unusual spot. It appears to be the sort of nation whose legislature is amazingly prohibitive yet just inasmuch as you don’t say mean stuff regarding said government. You don’t do that and you’re allowed to do essentially anything you desire. Chase holds on for AK-47s. Explode fridges with custom made explosives. Drink vodka until it replaces your blood.
The Russians exploit this. To the extent individuals they appear to be to some degree fatalistic and it’s difficult to accuse them. They’ve been attacked by Ghengis Kahn, Napoleon, and Hitler. Managed fiercely by Joseph Stalin and many Czars. Their winters are dismal. At the point when life is torment, torment amounts to nothing.
So why not have savage face slapping rivalries? Furthermore, extremely, these things look fierce as damnation. It’s a marvel somebody’s eyeball didn’t burst out into the group.
This isn’t for the black out of face. This opposition will transform your cheek and orbital bones into dust. It will deny you of each tooth you have. Just for a possibility at magnificence and 30,000 rubles (which likens to somewhat under $500). Justified, despite all the trouble? In Russia, it is, hellfire definitely. What do you need to lose if some massive, vodka-doused, Zangief-looking fella slaps you into a state of unconsciousness? Simply one more awful winter, truly.
One can just envision what their other apparently passerby physical rivalries resemble. Thumb wrestling competitions end with sacks of cut off thumbs being thrown into dumpsters. Arm wrestling matches end in the passings of whole families. Genuine wrestling matches end in towns being plundered and caught fire.
I don’t think I’d have the option to watch a Russian headbutting rivalry without vomiting. Essentially ever failure leaves looking like Oberyn Martell after his duel with The Mountain. Minds and blood all over the place. Russians dread nothing.
