It is no use weeping for the hair when the head is gone.
Lenin, Collected Works, vol, 17, p. 495.
Pertinent issue for a man who went bald in his twenties (and he used to get teased about it). But this is part of my discussion in a chapter on ‘Venerating Lenin’ – he had a fascination with corpses, diseased bodies, rot, illness and ulcers, so much so that it is almost no surprise that he was embalmed. It is as though the decision to embalm him realised a wish fulfillment despite his overt statements to the contrary.