Press Ball in anticipation / day

Today – Press Ball! announced May 27, 1995 Saturday and gave a little illustrated insight into the history of the Latvian press logs. « Again the annual fascia. The whole press comes together. Ministers and journalists, citizens and socialists. Bake the press duck. The slogan: Dance, Poet, Love! » In ancient times, it wrote and poem about the press ball, because the most luxurious flowers among Latvian time events were this holiday. Perhaps it will be a little strange that the gorgeous tradition of holding a press party was quite prosaic – from debt. The first rebuilding of the writers’ castle in Sigulda required the amounts that the Writers’ and Journalists’ Union could not pull out anywhere at the time. The debts were accumulated, the restoration of the castle was delayed. I do not know which of the board members came to mind about the rescuer – the ball. It was nothing new. At that time, luxurious press parties in Western European countries had become a stable tradition. The President, ministers, ambassadors, factory, directors, artists – all prominences of Riga were considered as unobtrusive. As the polonaise of the chopin was played, the officers’ club’s wide hall, decorated with Libert, Strunke and others, was full of lamps and frightened gentlemen in evening dresses. One of the boards’ tables was still familiar with Emily Benjamina…