Day 227
It was early in the afternoon yesterday, when, slowly at first, Mykhailo began to complain. He moped about, walking slowly, but didn’t seem to have pain or distress. He couldn’t digest his lunch. Then came groaning, then whimpering. Occasionally he’d start one of those full-body convulsions that dogs have when they’re about to throw up, but nothing came of it.
So he tweeted this:
Ales Bialatsky and I go way, way back, at least to 1996, so I was vexed, briefly, until I watched the official video production of Samantha’s pow wow with Z.
Then I laughed and laughed. Who stuck in the piano music? Why? What the fuck is this?
Advisors to the President’s Office in Ukraine, in general, are incredibly greasy individuals. There are at least lots of reasons: self-aggrandizing swagger, general cluelessness and an insouciant disregard for anything un-about them. Some try to camouflage these unattractive traits by crusting their social media appearances and posts in MDMA, outrage, or by cramming them with war-centric fruit and nuts, or by floating them in bullshit, but these solutions – like reckless bling bling or a bald man’s rug – do little more than shine light on the problem.
But back to Samantha, whom President Z awarded an Order of Princess Olha, 1st grade, ostensibly for her tireless efforts to promote Rule of Law in Ukraine which we are all unaware of, perhaps because they haven’t worked.
Wikipedia says the medal medal is adorned with four rectangular amethysts and features a gilded ornament with silver parts.
In other news, Elon and his Starlink continue to malfunction, according to Endgadget, which cites a firewalled article from the Financial Times. This news has also been reported by The Economist, which also quotes anonymous Ukrainian officials whining about service malfunctionins after September 30.
Maybe someone could write about alternatives to Starlink (which are many).
Here’s today’s damage report, c/o Ukraine’s Defense Ministry.
Plus the Crimean Bridge :-)