I watched a story about how the mother of a dead Putin soldier was brought a piece of stone on which he had left an inscription before his death.
It’s a normal exchange. A piece of stone instead of a son. All so that one old man could be happy sitting in the Kremlin.
Think about it. Thousands of young, vigorous people are dying for the ideas and madness of one old man. And no one thinks that it is easier to get rid of him than to make such sacrifices for the sake of no idea what.
The old man himself feels quite well, no matter what Professor Solovei is chirping about. He’s glowing as if he’s feeding on the blood of the people killed in this war.
The whole country is ready to obediently give their sons, husbands and fathers to be eaten by this monster. Uncomplaining, doomed, unopposed…
What do all these people think? Let’s listen to the dead man himself – Roman Rudakov.
“We have to defend our homeland, then. Well, what can we do?! It’s either them or us. If no one protects us now, they’ll be here already”.
Protect from whom?! You’re fighting in a foreign land, in a foreign country. You’re killing people who have done nothing wrong to you. What are you defending there? On what borders? Who’s coming where? Ukrainians to Bataysk?!
Roman Rudakov served his enlistment and was mobilized three months later. This is how our disenfranchised people live. Born, enlisted, went to war, went to the coffin.
He lived for 21 years.
Come to your senses, compatriots! What are you doing? Why do you serve evil? Why do you kill other people? Why do you give your children to be eaten?
However, the last question has already been answered. For a piece of stone.
This stone, by the way, has already gone to the museum. There it is studied, examined from all sides, turned. The Rostov Museum of Local Lore promises to restore it(?!).
Then, probably, it will be exhibited somewhere for public viewing. An artifact of the Putin era…
