And Now For Something Completely Difficult
Just fucking imagine how many people they have executed in Mariupol. In my Volnovakha, and all those cities and towns Russia razed to the ground.
One giant insane bloodbath, WWII-scale, for the sake of sick fantasies of “denazification” leaving thousands of dead bodies behind.
Everything we had been hearing about the invasion until yesterday was statistical or specific: Missiles launched, civilian buildings and homes destroyed, shelters targeted, even villages razed. But mass street executions — mob-style, the victims’ hands tied behind their backs as they’re shot in the head — introduces a specificity that cannot be forgotten.
Which is why we were surprised Sunday morning when Ponomarenko tweeted a series of photos of cats and a dog with Ukrainian soldiers.
We are a kindred soul to that tweet. The horrors of the world we live in cannot — must not — be denied or ignored. But sometimes we all just need a fucking break.