Law and Disorder
Gosh, thickest Spring. It’s nice right now: Herselves, Balusha and I are swimming backstroke in a big big pool of quiet. And Netflix. The Chornobyl exclusion zone wildfires have died down and the kids are locked down in a COVID-19 quarantine at least until August. The roads are slow with Land Rover sedans pulling caravans full of Epitsentr supplies for potato planting. My Kyiv neighborhood is overrun now and again, this weekend by hundreds of of doe-eyed Natashas here to get manicured, drunk and listen to reggae.
The lilacs are ripening, because the sun is relentless. The dogs, they pant.
Which brings me to Ze, who yesterday released a 51-minute hagiographical documentary film with himself chatting up his first year as president. This is the same jerk who assured us that he and Ukraine’s government had the situation under control.
Recall what Zelensky said on January 31 about the pandemic.
Ze then set the political agenda for the country’s health care experts, which explains Ukraine’s fucked up COVID-19 response to date.
In related news, the SBU State Security Service has closed down one of the Kyiv’s best meth labs operated by a former chemistry professor. We will miss it.
