Russia as the subconsciousness of Finland

Once upon a time (a murky troublesome time), somewhere in the 1940s, there was a Finnish lumberjack living in a hut in the backwoods of Karelia. The w ar came, then another war, and then, when the new border was drawn between Finland and Russia in 1944, the line ran straight across his house. They ca me to him and asked:'On which side do you wish to live? ' 'On the Finnish s ide', said the man after some thought.'Why?', they asked.'Winters in Russia are too hard', replied the lumberjack.