I read the poems of Yunna Moritz about Donbass. Leaving aside the question of conscience, someone will explain to me how this "poetess" managed to get awards for her, sorry, creativity? She stupidly can't write poetry! Some kind of fierce nonsense ...
The centurion, you butt beautifully, but what else would you do living in the west? We do not touch you, but we did not sell our country. And there are enough bastards, we did not give birth to them, it is not for us to be responsible for them. How disgusting everything is! The times are not chosen, they live and die, but you want it humanly! It is a pity for the people who are being dehumanized.
Only force majeure circumstances can move such a mass of people. People always endure to the last. And rightly so the Centurion says: HUNGER is what makes people move. “I'm not interested in politics” in human terms - I don't want to be responsible for my actions and criminal inactivity. And it was not Putin who made them so, but they are Putin. The centurion, well you can't do that! Got goose bumps! Yes, I feel that I had a good rest - I gave out such a powerful charge of journalistic talent that I realized that there were definitely no equal. Thank you and thank you to everyone who is with you.
Sunday, August 23, 2020 9:43:00 PM