12 Days of Slovenia & Trieste (Part 6): Of hydropaths and Titoism in Lake Bled, Slovenia.

Tito's image in Sarajevo, 1987.

The overall history of Bled, Slovenia can be perused at In Your Pocket. It's a tourist town in the countryside in the foothills of the Julian Alps ...

 ... with a charming church on an island in the lake that has been pictured on a thousand jigsaw puzzles.

Swiss hydropath Arnold Rikli spent 52 years in Bled, founding the Institute of 'natural healing', and perfecting a rehabilitation program of bathing, taking steam baths, walking, and eating vegetarian; which proved a hit. Indeed, Bled was later recognised as one of the most important tourist sites in the Austrian empire, receiving a gold medal in Vienna in 1903; having got its own train station at Lesce in 1870.

Of more recent topical interest, at least to me, is this specific historical footnote: Vila Bled, hidden pearl of President Tito’s, communist president of Yugoslavia.

The building was completed in 1947 and served as the summer residence of President Tito for many years, where he hosted numerous official state visits. Tito welcomed many eminent dignitaries to the villa, including Ethiopian emperor Haile Selassie, leader of the Soviet Union Nikita Khrushchev, King Hussein of Jordan, Indian Prime Minister Jawaharlal Nehru, his daughter and Indian Prime Minister Indira Ghandi, Egyptian President Gamal Abdel Nasser, Prime Minister of Sri Lanka Sirimavo Bandaranaike, Indonesian President Sukarno, President of Zambia Kenneth Kaunda, Emperor Akihito of Japan, Emperor of the Central African Empire Jean-Bédel Bokassa and even President of North Korea Kim Il Sung.

You can read about Josip Broz (Tito) at Wikipedia; in the meantime, I leave you with this indelible image of Soviet kingpin Leonid Brezhnev (left, with pistol) and Tito (right, seated) on a "hunt" in the Ukraine.

30 years ago today, sightseeing in Sofia with the ghost of Leonid Brezhnev.

Previously: 30 years ago today, sightseeing in Sofia (photos).

Thirty years ago, upon returning to Indiana from my summer travels, I processed my slides and organized them in carousels to view in dark of night with ample beer and the occasional frozen pizza.

Since the number of slides I possessed eventually far exceeded the available carousels, they were removed and packed into trays.

Yesterday while digitizing the slides it abruptly dawned on me that they were not arranged chronologically. Apparently I'd seeded them to make good slide shows. Fortunately I'd numbered the slides first, in pencil. Viewing them chronologically makes far more sense during those instances when Google's street view is needed to help me remember what is before my eyes.

This brings me to the statue of Leonid Brezhnev pictured above, which I took somewhere in a public park while in Sofia on June 2, 1987 (above). In retrospect, and logically, it must have been near the Soviet war memorial.

Of course, Brezhnev was leader of the USSR for 18 years until he died in 1982. At the time, it wasn't apparent that Brezhnev's departure from the scene would pave the way for Gorbachev, the Soviet Union's collapse, Yeltsin and Putin, but this essay explains the road map.

The Death of Leonid Brezhnev and the Long Battle for Russia's Future, by Brian Whitmore (The Atlantic)

On November 10, 1982, Leonid Brezhnev died, sparking a generational change in the Soviet leadership and setting in motion an ongoing cycle of reform and reaction in Russia that remains incomplete and inconclusive to this day. The players' names have changed as has the lexicon, but the fundamental issue remains essentially the same: how to carry out essential reforms when said reforms threaten the existing elite's continued dominance.

Here are two magical photos of Brezhnev culled from the web (thanks, Thomas). First, the Soviet leader meets Marshall Tito for fun in the Yugoslav woods, circa 1970. Brezhnev looks ready to draw his pistol, but Tito is amused.

Then, arguably the finest photo ever taken of a world leader in his dacha.

Things were so much simpler then.

Next: On June 3, 1987, from Sofia to Belgrade (and Budapest) by rail.

Trump, Cruz and the Fraternal Kiss: "My God, Help Me to Survive This Deadly Love."

The billboard in Cleveland generated much discussion during last week's Republican National Convention.

The Republican Convention Gets a Billboard of Donald Trump Kissing Ted Cruz, by John Metcalfe (City Lab)

Here’s hoping attendees brought their eye bleach.

When I saw it, something similar came to mind.

The photo by Regis Bossu (1979).

It's something to do with making metaphorical love to your client state.

The Socialist Fraternal Kiss between Leonid Brezhnev and Erich Honecker, 1979, at Rare Historical Photos

The socialist fraternal kiss became famous via Erich Honecker and Leonid Brezhnev, who were photographed exercising the ritual.

In turn, the photo generated memorable Berlin (not Mexico) Wall graffiti.

My God, Help Me to Survive This Deadly Love (Wikipedia)

My God, Help Me to Survive This Deadly Love (Russian: «Господи! Помоги мне выжить среди этой смертной любви», German: Mein Gott, hilf mir, diese tödliche Liebe zu überleben), sometimes referred to as the Fraternal Kiss (German: Bruderkuss), is a graffiti painting on the Berlin wall by Dmitri Vrubel, one of the best known of the Berlin wall graffiti paintings. Created in 1990, the painting depicts Leonid Brezhnev and Erich Honecker in a fraternal embrace, reproducing a photograph that captured the moment in 1979 during the 30th anniversary celebration of the foundation of the German Democratic Republic.

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