It is their choice to bare arms and march into another country in order to conquer. They chose where they die and for WHAT they die. They chose to die as an invaders, there is no grief that can make this undone. I shed a thousand rivers worth of tears before the people who are in jail this very moment, experiencing who knows what, because they opposed this war in russia, but I refuse to give an ounce of sympathy of the soldiers or their families who chose not to.
Behind this photo is a family of a man who kidnapped, raped, tortured, and killed civilians. Do I need to explain this to you? Do I need to give a flying fuck about him or his family while his brethren aim their fucking cruise missiles at my home?
I don’t care what you give a flying fuck about… I’m just saying that there is more than just a dead guy who is on the enemies side. You can assume all you want about his part in the war…
this is ok. striking civilian multi-storied buildings in Ukrainian cities is brutal.
Behind this phito there is a family grieving, who lost a son, a dad, a husband. The enemy isn’t this man.
Putin is the issue.
It is their choice to bare arms and march into another country in order to conquer. They chose where they die and for WHAT they die. They chose to die as an invaders, there is no grief that can make this undone. I shed a thousand rivers worth of tears before the people who are in jail this very moment, experiencing who knows what, because they opposed this war in russia, but I refuse to give an ounce of sympathy of the soldiers or their families who chose not to.
forced conscription.
Behind this photo is a family of a man who kidnapped, raped, tortured, and killed civilians. Do I need to explain this to you? Do I need to give a flying fuck about him or his family while his brethren aim their fucking cruise missiles at my home?
I don’t care what you give a flying fuck about… I’m just saying that there is more than just a dead guy who is on the enemies side. You can assume all you want about his part in the war…
Calm your tits.
Well… He isn’t the enemy any more. But, surely he was?