There are many Russians and Ukrainians living here and they're good people for the most part. I like working with them as they're hard working and have a grim sense of humor.
As news of Russian invasion came in this morning I asked a Ukrainian woman what was going on and about her family and parents. She went with her own family back to Ukraine just a few weeks ago to see her brother who just became a first time dad.
She was silent for a few seconds, as she tried to hold back the tears. She was with her son and obviously didn't want him to see how distressed she was.
She said "I can't talk about it" and left, literally with tears running down her face.
I have a coworker from Russia, also with her own family here and I asked her the same question. She was also distressed, felt like she had been in denial and her mom back in Russia feels the same way. Mom says their media says of course it's nothing, just a military operation thingy. But there are lines to gas stations, ATMs and such.
She said she feels ashamed to be Russsian. It's sad...
There are Russian reports that Putin has changed greatly in his demeanor and seems to have shifted his ideology to going back 30 years and taking back annexed land that his predecessors returned. Strange happenings. Very sad and when will we ever progress?
Power without abuse loses it's charm.
Saw a poll today that said the majority of Russians are against war.
Russian stocks down 45%, Rubel plunging, G7 hitting Russian oligarchs where it hurts; finding their hidden/laundered money and holding it.
Power without abuse loses it's charm.
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Of course they are! We all are!
85% of Americans were against joining WWII before earl Harbor was allowed.
~~~~~**** They asked, no reply satisfied **~~~~~
Questions filled the Air
seeking answers to our prayers
People looked to me, asked how it shall be
I could not understand
this was once a peaceful land
I'll try to help if I can
but I'm a solitary man
Questions repeat
answers never complete
Foul Wind this Day
the Soldiers a war game to play
Again the people look to me
I've no idea what will be
what shall come, I just don't know
Shall we run, or wait out this show
Questions gather strong
multitudes, miles long
Escape the Madman's Claws
or remain to Die in his Jaws
Ostracized, ridiculed
Socially Paralyzed
Until times as these
then they seek from me
answers to questions of which I don't agree
It;s finally world war three
and lord
it's no surprise to me
Just one in a Million repeats
we find in our History
Questions
must they even exist
when all we are
resides in our past,,,
Questions?
Answers are easy
Just look into your past
Questions blown away
in the War Winds of yesterday
Questions
no reply satisfied
Ask the Souls who have died
they have answers that satisfy
Pushing the Envelope of War
when it burst, the answer will be
same as before,,,
War came and went
at the end, all reasons spent
War comes again
right on time
Right as our Vets have all past
no one left to recall the crime
A Reset for the next to come
shallow resistance from the crowd
Today, memory of past war unknown
to anyone,
War God dons his shroud
Season for War arrives
tearing again, into our lives
We sit 7 billion strong
we could stop this
but not with just this song`**~~~~~~~
In a Country where 20 year olds spent two years hiding
in their homes, locked away in fear of a Flu Bug, afraid to come outside
,,,,,, somehow, this time, I cannot see any Hero's in the future.**~~~~~***
I don't think Putin asked for anyone's opinion on this
Same with George Bush #2,
I think my Iraqi Friends have something to say about Invasions.
Bombed school yard in Iraq, full of children, that now reside in graves, can't speak to us
about the Horrors.
Actually, he asked me and I said it sounded awesome. I should probably learn to speak Russian.
I know some Russian and Ukrainian words and can pick them up in conversations
I watched some bad driver videos that were mostly of Russian drivers and I used to drink vodka but that only helped me speak Slurman.
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That's how Russia introduced the invasion, sending a mega bullet through a kindergarten classroom. We aren't paying attention. We may be too into our non-reality life.
Power without abuse loses it's charm.
When Octo came home last night and told me about this, we were both driven to tears.
Sucks when there are real people and faces involved here.
That made me well up. I've made arrangements to get out. Tanks planes and troops 200 km from here isn't giving me much comfort. Joining NATO was a shit daft idea. Kahlúa and a Valium are my lunch as I despise traveling passionately. Octo please check your messages.