Voices from Russia

Friday, 11 July 2014

11 July 2014. The Reality of War… Uniate Junta Pigs Murder Kids in Airstrikes

00 Lugansk. dead kid. Novorossiya. 11.06.14

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A junta terror airstrike murdered Vladimir Ermilov and his five-year-old son Vanya. They died in near the Kondrashevskaya-Novaya rail station. I hope that there’s a cold corner of hell set aside for S Yu Shevchuk, F A Denisenko, and P A Poroshenko. The same goes for all those American Orthodox whose support of neocon elements in the USA abets such slaughter. They’re the worst of all… some sold out for money… some sold out for influence… and the saddest ones sold out for the sake of being thought important. Look at this image… look at it… there’s a small coffin in the foreground. A kid… a kid no older than your son, grandson, or nephew.  A kid who didn’t have a chance at life because of the goofball Uniate “Consciousness”… I hate the Unia and everything that it stands for with all my soul… I do my best not to hate individual Uniates… they might be innocent. However, I hate the Unia and all of its pretensions… full stop. Look at what it causes!

I cover some gnarly shit… but I’ll never understand the likes of Potapov, who sold out for money… I’ll never understand the likes of Vlad Berzansky Jr, who sold out for influence… I’ll never understand the likes of Paffso, who sold out for the sense of feeling “important”. I’ve never been comfortable around double-dealers… there’s something obnoxious in it, y’ know. I’ve done many bad things in my day… my plate isn’t clean by a long shot… but I’ve never backstabbed, I’ve never carried tales, I’ve never sold out for money, I’ve never gone behind someone’s back with the intent of hurting them, and I’ve never been false in my allegiances. I’d say that there are many who don’t have such scruples, sadly enough.

Pray for Vladimir and Ivan… light a candle for them this Sunday… ask your priest to mention them in the Proskomidi and say Pannikhida for them. We’re Christians… that’s what we do. Dear Sweet Lord, how much longer will You allow this murder and vileness to go on?

HOW LONG, LORD? HOW LONG?

If this enormity doesn’t rouse you from your indifference, truly, I don’t know what could. Don’t be silent… OPPOSE THE MADNESS. Don’t let the Uniates and schismatics spill any more blood. As the old Soviet poster had it:

If not me and you, then, who?

Yes… who? Am I shouting into the wind? I hope not…

BMD

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