Voices from Russia

Saturday, 25 March 2017

Democrat Congresswoman Maxine Waters Tweets Trump: “Get Ready for Impeachment”

Maxine Waters posted this on her Twitter site. If you needed proof that she’s nothing but Hilly’s little fawning lickspittle Stepin Fetchit, this is it. She knows NOTHING about Russia, yet she calls us scumbags. Evil does walk amongst us… I can say no more… such ignorant hate deserves no response from civilised people. Безкултурний

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Democrat Congresswoman Maxine Waters is quickly becoming the looniest US politician on the planet. Waters thought Russia invaded North Korea, and called Trump’s cabinet a bunch of scumbags, just to name a few of her recent mental breakdowns. Now, The Hill reports that Waters is doubling down on her calls for impeaching President Trump, tweeting Tuesday that it’s time to “get ready for impeachment”. Waters pushed for Congress to quickly impeach Trump if evidence surfaces that he colluded with the Russian government during the presidential race. Earlier this month, Waters said:

The only thing that I’m focused on is credible investigations to bring out the facts. If the facts are there, then, I think we should move very quickly to do something about it. If there was collusion, and any support for undermining our democracy, I think the president should be impeached. I’ve said that, and that’s where I stand.

We ask our readers:

What do you think?

22 March 2017

Alex Christoforou

The Duran

http://theduran.com/unstable-democrat-congresswoman-maxine-waters-tweets-to-trump-get-ready-for-impeachment/

Friday, 24 March 2017

Welcome to London: The Truth Is That We Can’t Go On Like This

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They stood in the centre of Brussels. Row on row. Hands held high, making hearts to the heavens. Showing the slaughtered they weren’t forgotten. Reminding themselves they were here with love. Looking to show humanity wins. That love conquers all. They lay in the centre of London, face down where they fell. Stabbed by a knife, rammed with a car, flung, broken, into the Thames, life bleeding out on the curb. The news came thick and fast. A car rammed deliberately into pedestrians on the bridge. Ten innocents down. A police officer stabbed at the House of Commons. Confirmed dead. Another woman now, dead at the scene. Shots fired. An Asian man rushed to hospital. A woman plucked from the water. I grew colder… and more tiny. No anger for me this time. No rage like I’d felt before. No desperate urge to get out there and scream at the idiots who refused to see this coming. Not even a nod for the glib idiots who say this won’t defeat us, that we’ll never be broken, that cowardice and terror won’t get the better of Britain. Because, as loyal as I am, as patriotic as I am, as much as my whole younger life was about joining the British military and fighting for my country… I fear we’re broken.

Not because of this ghoulish spectacle outside our own Parliament. Not because of the lives rammed apart on the pavement, even as they thought about what was for tea. Or what train home they might make. However, because this is us now. This is our country now. This is what we have become. To this, we’ve been reduced. Because all the while those forgiving fools in Brussels stood with their stupid hands raised in hearts to the sky, another mischief was in the making. More death was in the pipeline. As the last life-blood of a police officer ran out across the cobbles, the attacker was being stretchered away in an attempt to save his life. London is a city so desperate to be seen as tolerant that they released no news of the injured. No clue about who was safe or not. Liberals convince themselves multiculturalism works because we all die together, too. An entire city of monkeys… see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. Blind. Deaf. And dumb. Immersed in a seething pit of hatred, hidden in pockets of communities plagued by old animosities and ancient strife.

These people may have left their lands. However, they’ve brought every tension, every conflict, every bit of fight here with them. The Afghans hate the Somalis who loathe the Eritreans. As it was before, it is now. London is a city of ghettos behind a thin veneer of civility kept polished by a Muslim mayor whose greatest validation is his father’s old job. Son-of-a-bus-driver Sadiq. I see him now, penning a missive about how London is a beautiful and tolerant city, how we’re united by shared values and understanding, and how we won’t be cowed by terror. Sure enough, there he was, saying exactly that, just now. Fool.

Even as mothers text to check their children are safe. Including my own, worrying about me as I sit overlooking the scene, feeling fearful of this place where monsters lurk and steal lives away in an instant. For nothing. I’d ask Sadiq to stop talking. Empty words. Meanwhile, banning pictures of women in bikinis on the Underground. How does that help? Please, no hashtag, no vigil, no tea lights. I’m begging you not to light up Parliament in the colours of the Union. Because we aren’t united. We’re wrenched asunder. The patriots of the rest of England versus the liberals in this city. The endless tolerance to those who harm us, (while the Home Office tries to shift the focus of public fear to white terror)… versus the millions like me who face the truth, with worried families and hopeless hearts, who feel the country sinking. We’re taken under the cold water by this heavy right foot in the south, a city of lead, so desperately wedded to the multicultural illusion that it can only fight those who love the country the most, blame those who are most proud to be British, and shout racist at the 52 percent.

This place is just like Sweden. Terrified of admitting the truth about the threat we face, about the horrors committed by the migrants we failed to deter… because to admit that we’re sinking, and fast, would be to admit that everything the liberals believe is wrong. That multiculturalism hasn’t worked. That it is one big fat failure and one big fat lie. President Erdogan of Turkey said there’s a war being waged between the crescent and the cross. Nevertheless, he’s wrong. Because the cross isn’t strong. We’re down on bended knee, a doormat to be trodden on, a joke only funny to those that wish us harm. The war is between London and the rest of the country. Between the liberals and the right-minded. Between those who think it’s more important to tip-toe around the cultures of those who choose to join us, and not defend our own culture.

How many more times? How many more attacks must pass before we acknowledge these are no longer the acts of “extremists”? That there’s no safe badge with which to hold these people at arm’s length, in the way the liberals casually use the term “far-right” for anyone who has National pride. These events are no longer extreme. They’re commonplace. Everyday occurrences. These people are no longer extremists. They’re simply more devout. More true to their beliefs. Beliefs which will be supported endlessly across our state broadcaster for the next few months until we buy into the narrative that one religion isn’t to blame. That in fact, we should blame Brexit supporters. For believing in a Britain. As it was before. Anything but the truth.

This is why there’s no anger from me this time, no rage. No nod for those who pretend we won’t be cowed, even as they rush home to text their mum they’re safe. No surprise that the city of which I was so proud is now punctured by fear, and demarcated even more formally by places we can’t tread; there were always parts in which a white woman couldn’t safely walk. Now, I feel only sadness, overwhelming sadness. I’ll walk over the river tonight and look to the Thames, to the Union flag lowered at half-mast, and the Parliament below, and I’ll wonder, just how much longer we can go on like this.

22 March 2017

Katie Hopkins

Daily Mail

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-4340290/Truth-t-like-says-KATIE-HOPKINS.html#ixzz4cEBLmiSL

24 March 2017. As Seen by Vitaly Podvitsky… I Only Wanted You to Simulate Sabotage!

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Near Kharkov, the largest Ukrainian military warehouse complex burned to the ground; 138,000 tonnes of ammunition exploded. No one saw who did it… no one knows how much is left. However, Kiev already announced that the warehouse catastrophe occurred due to sabotage.

23 March 2017

Vitaly Podvitsky Masterskaya Karikatury

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24 March 2017. Terrorists Seek to Undermine Our Values… A Scots Answer to Jihadists

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