Day 15
A friend of mine, Olena, from Dnipro has a brother in Mariupol, whose wife there is sick. I met them a couple of months ago in Kyiv ago during Shabbat. Olena hasn’t heard from her brother for the last couple of weeks, so today I thought about Olena’s brother and his sick wife and the hundreds of thousands of people trapped there.
Weaponizing refugees: Orcs bomb Mariupol maternity hospital. (Demonstrative acts of extreme violence started on Day 6).
A quick boo at the Ukraine’s Defense Intelligence Agency’s Telegram channel gets me thinking about how fighting tyranny with ineptitude and random Latin aphorisms is a bad idea.
Which brings me to Kamala and Poland.
The steeplechase of hacks making hay out of unspeakable tragedy now involves Sean Penn and greasy fuckpig Andriy Yermak. Ze whined this morning about not getting Mig-29s fast enuf during his daily TikTok pep talk.
Radosław has been mum, unless I missed something, the Pentagon says the deal is dumb and Austin calls the Polish proposal a dead letter. Rinse, repeat.
Someone, please, pass on the info to Ze, Andriy and Sean.