Cel Mai Iubit Dintre Pamanteni aka GOAT or else The Most Loved of Human Beings by Marin Preda – such a big hit in my land, although those were the Ceausescu days, a lot depended on how subversive a work was considered to be, and this was considered so clever and critical that it almost made the author a dissident, or maybe he was for some time, I could not remember – now the pitch: you find more than five thousand reviews of The Greatest Books of All Time and films from The New York Times’ Best 1,000 Movies of All Time and other lists on my blogs https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/02/is-this-unique-could-it-make-money

 

Cel Mai Iubit Dintre Pamanteni aka GOAT or else The Most Loved of Human Beings by Marin Preda – such a big hit in my land, although those were the Ceausescu days, a lot depended on how subversive a work was considered to be, and this was considered so clever and critical that it almost made the author a dissident, or maybe he was for some time, I could not remember – now the pitch: you find more than five thousand reviews of The Greatest Books of All Time and films from The New York Times’ Best 1,000 Movies of All Time and other lists on my blogs https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/02/is-this-unique-could-it-make-money.html

 

 

8 out of 10, although it was massive when released

 

Marin Preda was one of the luminaries in this land https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/07/morometii-by-marin-preda.html especially during the Ceausescu regime

 

We have had a fantastic professor of literature – hence my efforts, though insignificant, he did inspire a love of books and letters – Anton Chevorchian, who was very fond of Morometii, the first volume, he told us to skip the rest

 

Which means that Marin Preda did have talent, but then, like everybody else, with a few exceptions, he had to use the template of the commies, to insert some sort of praise, or have the workers, peasants behave in a…well, communist way

This Beloved Human Being was seen as so full of allegories and criticism that people were amazed it was allowed to get to libraries – however, I think I remember you could not find it, after some time, I am not sure…

 

Victor Petrini is the hero – or anti-hero, depending on how we look at it – and his narrative could be interpreted as the saga of the subject of the regime, he is a professor to begin with, but then he is demoted

Delirul https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/07/delirium-by-marin-preda.html comes to mind, and then the jokes we had in those calamitous days, communism is a calamity, let me tell you, and I took part in the revolution

 

-          That huge achievement is mentioned below, and then you also have another link there

 

Let me tell you this joke: ‘question for Radio Yerevan- is it true that Mr. Ionescu has been given a white car, a Dacia? And the answer is: no, it is not a car, it is a bicycle, it is not white, it is black and it was taken from him, not given to him’

Still, the subjects of the dictator had to read between the lines, in the case of this book, the fact that the professor becomes a rat catcher represents the chaos, the arbitrary decisions, in a tyranny, whatever the ruler wants he gets

 

The caveat is that now we have the once greatest democracy in the world turned into some sick joke, with an Orange Clown, who is also Woland aka The Devil, on top of the pile, playing with tariffs a disgraceful show

I am left with one word from this novel – lofososhegetbe – I am sure it is not written this way, surely you say it differently also, but it is supposed to mean the penis of the horse into the subject of the curse, well, it is in the book

 

When I read this, which is more than forty years ago – my God, how time flies – I was impressed and I kept talking with my friend, Serban, have not seen him in forty years, about it, what does this mean, that, and then this ending: ‘if there is no love, then there is nothing’

 

Now for my standard closing of the note with a question, and invitation – I am on Goodreads as Realini Ionescu, at least for the moment, if I keep on expressing my views on Orange Woland aka TACO, it may be a short-lived presence

Also, maybe you have a good idea on how we could make more than a million dollars with this https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/02/is-this-unique-could-it-make-money.html – as it is, this is a unique technique, which we could promote, sell, open the Oscars show with or something and then make lots of money together, if you have the how, I have the product, I just do not know how to get the benefits from it, other than the exercise per se

 

 There is also the small matter of working for AT&T – this huge company asked me to be its Representative for Romania and Bulgaria, on the Calling Card side, which meant sailing into the Black Sea wo meet the US Navy ships, travelling to Sofia, a lot of activity, using my mother’s two bedrooms flat as office and warehouse, all for the grand total of $250, raised after a lot of persuasion to the staggering $400…with retirement ahead, there are no benefits, nothing…it is a longer story, but if you can help get the mastodont to pay some dues, or have an idea how it can happen, let me know

 

As for my role in the Revolution that killed Ceausescu, a smaller Mao, there it is http://realini.blogspot.com/2022/03/realini-in-newsweek-participant-in.html

 

Some favorite quotes from To The Hermitage and other works

 

‘Fiction is infinitely preferable to real life...As long as you avoid the books of Kafka or Beckett, the everlasting plot of fiction has fewer futile experiences than the careless plot of reality...Fiction's people are fuller, deeper, cleverer, more moving than those in real life…Its actions are more intricate, illuminating, noble, profound…There are many more dramas, climaxes, romantic fulfillment, twists, turns, gratified resolutions…Unlike reality, all of this you can experience without leaving the house or even getting out of bed…What's more, books are a form of intelligent human greatness, as stories are a higher order of sense…As random life is to destiny, so stories are to great authors, who provided us with some of the highest pleasures and the most wonderful mystifications we can find…Few stories are greater than Anna Karenina, that wise epic by an often foolish author…’