Justice is served dueling over Russian roulette.
Justice is served dueling over Russian roulette.
This is a volatile land, perched between petroleum and a sea of Turks, Persians, Arabs, Armenians, Cossacks, Hindus, and Chinese - all fused to ignite from colonialist threats of Euroccupation and sparklers of the Red Army. John Reed, American journalist and determined supporter of a socialist vision of the worldwide worker, leaves his soapbox in bewilderment from a crowded bazaar. Men cheer enthusiastically with sabers and rifles raised as his translator reinvents his speech of inequities against workers the world over to a call for Holy War against the infidels of the West. The contagion of misguided passions and the double-dealing sympathies of his comrades in the Comintern has become intolerable to his own genuinely induced fever of typhus. Someone no longer a man jumps for a nearly ripened date.