Emma Cook Fw05

Veronique Leroy FW 2005

It’s so ironic how people who pride themselves on living in “the land of the free and home of the brave” turn into spineless cowards who support a brutal occupation by a genocidal regime as soon as they lose interest in a cause, don’t want to hear about it anymore, and become tired. I am specifically referring to the people who insist Ukraine negotiates for peace, and then proceed to complain that the war is getting shoved down their throats. The moral inconsistency gets to me. The words and the actions aren’t matching up.

Ukrainians are also exhausted from Russia’s invasion, more than you can ever imagine. The difference is that Ukrainians don’t have the privilege of becoming disinterested and looking away. The threat of death is always looming over the country. People can’t even go to a recreation center on a spring Sunday morning without getting hit by ballistic missiles TWICE, just like yesterday in Cherkas’ka Lozova in the Kharkiv region.

“Just negotiate and get it over with”

For anyone insisting that Ukraine negotiates with Russia, we’ve tried. Please read this long list of how Russia uses treaties and negotiations to their advantage and violates them rapidly. Not including the 400 international treaties that have been violated since 2014. Negotiating will do nothing if one party isn’t willing to honor the terms.

May all the invaders in my homeland carry sunflower seeds in their pockets. May their corpses fertilize our soil so the fields can grow again in a free, peaceful, and safe Ukraine. May the pain they cause return to them and their loved ones tenfold.

Russia is a terrorist state.

Слава Україні. Glory to Ukraine.

Героям слава. Glory to the heroes. 🇺🇦

there is nothing essential about russian culture that puts the country on a warpath against its neighbors; there is nothing inherently cruel, violent, or sadistic to be found in it. there is likewise nothing about azerbaijanis or turks that makes them predisposed to barbarity against armenians, kurds, greeks. we are going to see all this happen again and again and again if we buy into this superficial, reactionary argument

Харків. Дитина ховається у ванні від російських ракет, поки мати чекає на лікарів через те, що її обличчя та ноги порізало вбитим склом

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Kharkiv. Child hides in bathtub from russian missiles as mother waits for doctors after her face and legs were cut by broken glass

Source:

Суспільне | Новини

Волонтерка Наталія Попова дістала поранення під час удару РФ по Харкову

Поблизу будинку волонтерки Наталії Попової у Шевченківському районі влучила російська ракета 2 січня. Вона отримала поранення від скла, її с

“Here’s where things get intellectually very interesting. They are swept up by Catherine’s idea of a new Russia. 

So Catherine has this idea, which is very elegant. It’s also a classically colonial idea: that these lands that have just been conquered, these are virgin territories.

So the place is renamed. What’s now Southern Ukraine, where the Cossacks had had power, and the Crimean Peninsula, where the Crimean Khanate had had power, these places are renamed “New Russia”.

Now that word “new” is magical, right? Like with New England, or New South Wales, or New Caledonia. 

More than 200 years later, 300 years later, people are gonna be still drawn by this notion of New Russia. 

But when you say something is new, you’re not saying it’s yours, you’re saying that we want it to be ours, right? That’s the whole point. 

So Novorossiya does not mean something which is Russian, it means something that we’re gonna make Russia, we’re gonna pretend that nothing else is there. 

And how do you do that? 

Well, you send multiple expeditions of the Russian Imperial Academy of Sciences to Crimea to name everything, find all the species, map everything. 

Because science is one of the tools by which you gather imperial knowledge.

And then the naming — I mean, one has to admit this is quite brilliant on Catherine’s part. They rename everything. 

So all the Turkic names, the Muslim names, the Crimean Tatar names, are replaced. 

And what are they replaced with? Greek names or names that sound Greek. 

Like Kherson, that city that’s being fought over right now. Mariupol, sounds Greek sorta, right? That’s the whole idea.

They took the old names and then they replaced them with Greek names. And when they founded new places, they gave them Greek, or Greek-ish, Greek sounding, Greco whatever names.

And the point of this is to say that Russia is connected with the classical world. And in that we’re European. We’re in the enlightenment. 

Connecting Russia with the classical world, going back all the way 2000 years, means that you obliviate everything that happens in between.

So the Crimeans don’t matter, the Ukrainians don’t matter, it’s Russia here alone with its historical destiny, which goes all the way back to Greece. 

And so it’s New Russia, but it’s justified by this connection to the classical world.”

Source: Timothy Snyder: Making of Modern Ukraine. Class 11.Ottoman Retreat, Russian Power,Ukrainian Populism

Good morning! The Kerch bridge is fucked!

New trend among "apolitical russians" - touring the ukrainian cities destroyed by russian army in order to take "aesthetic" pictures 😍😍😍 and justifying it with "I can go wherever I want in my country" 😍😍😍😍 but also "I'm outside politics" 🥺🥺🥺

kherson, evening 11.11.2022. people are celebrating.

When somebody asks you what it is like to live in Kharkiv…

You go to sleep because it is night, because you want to sleep.

At 2 am, you wake up to the sound of explosions and air raid sirens. You lay and listen to the siren’s howl. You should better go and get dressed, take your “grab-to-go” bag and run to the bomb shelter. Still, you lay. Since the first two explosions happen before the siren. The siren keeps telling you to run to the shelter. Siren’s background is another two rockets exploding - one after the other. Then two more.

“That was close” - you think because the blast wave hits the cars parked nearby.

You lay in your bed, and you think that that is probably it. The end. Usually, there are four to six rockets a night. They explode in a row: bang-bang… few minutes pause - bang-bang… Then comes the silence…

You live in a calm district - cannon artillery does not reach here. What about the rockets… The rockets can fall anywhere - here, where you lay, and there, where you may run for a shelter.

The siren goes silent. Then silent go the cars. [It] did not hit here. You feel nothing about the night explosions because they happen every night, because if you feel anything - you might as well go insane. Go insane very fast. Though nothing proves you are not going insane slow.

You know how to do it right. You must be ready to run out of your flat with your urgent go-to bag. You understand that in case of a very near explosion - or even direct hit, you will not have time to dress up - that means you should sleep fully dressed for six months.

But you have not been doing it for a very long time. Because if you want to react to the air raid siren, you should go to sleep right in the bomb shelter. Every night. Maybe somebody does just like that, but every night you go to sleep in your bed. You are not even hiding behind the two load-bearing walls - your flat simply does not have them.

From all the precautions - you do not leave your flat without the documents. If the air raid siren gets you outside, you keep it in mind and go on doing your stuff.

It takes a few minutes for the rockets from Belgorod to reach your house. You know these few minutes are not enough for you to make it to the shelter. And you know you will not even hear the rocket. And to fall on the ground every time you hear the siren - somehow meaningless.

You have found out THEY are running out of precision missiles, and now they hit the city with the old ones. They [the old ones] lack precision. They may fall anywhere. You have the time to think about it when the night explosions have ended and the siren has gone silent. And you may have no time. Because it has been six months…

You go to sleep…

There are explosions again at 4 am - now rather far because the car sirens do not weep. You go to sleep again.

You open social media in the morning and try to know where those rockets have hit. If in the districts where your relatives and friends live - you call them. They have answered - everything is okay…

You make your coffee, plan your day. You work, you help somebody. You do something, only not to sit still. You clean your flat, do the house chores, or you meet your friends. You load your brain with at least anything.

A day goes by.

Here comes the night. You go to sleep because it is night, because you want to sleep.

Six months…

It has been six months…

Spring…

Summer…

Author: Evgeny Fyodorov

3 things for today - head space

- gucci sunglasses

- girly comics