Відбій не за горами

European & safe? You sure?

Prophecy? No. Just a recycled reality.

You scroll through Instagram.
The same glossy serenity. The same carefree feast of beauty... Russian girls smile from Dubai to Bern, from Buenos Aires to Ottawa. They’re sweet, seductive, and so inviting. They whisper sweetly in your ear: “Mother Russia isn’t a threat. Russia wants peace, justice, love for all.”

Russian gas is cheap. And you do love your cozy evenings by the fire...
Meanwhile, officials, media, and priests chant in unison: “This is not our war.”, “It’s complicated.”... And you don’t even realize — it was Russians who bought your politicians in bulk, using your money. Europe handed Russia €300 billion after the invasion began. Did you miss that part?

By the time you wake up, it’ll be too late. What kind of “new order” does Russia bring to Europe? Germany tasted it in 1945. Ukraine knows it now — in Bucha, in Irpin.

Need a reminder? Children raped to death. Elders gutted. Civilians bound and executed with a bullet to the back of the head — like targets at a shooting range. And no, this isn’t propaganda. It’s the grim reality — one step away from your own doorstep.

Still think the worst you’ll face is a recession?
No. The best you can hope for… is a Siberian labor camp. A shovel in your frostbitten hands. Your last breath steaming over uranium ore.

And your children? Oh, don't worry, they'll get all the care they need! They’ll be shipped off to the eternally frozen, gloomy Salekamsk — where they’ll be "re-educated" into proper patriots and good solders. Still not getting it?
Russian patriots.
Russian soldiers.
Haven't you heard that Mother Russia needs a lot of cannon fodder? All the time.

Chamberlain once gave away Czechoslovakia and proudly called it “peace in our time.” What did this naive donkey buy the world? A year? Less. And then the death came... Fire, blood, and a Europe drowning in horror. Have you already forgotten about it? No? Then why the hell are you letting it happen again?!

Ukraine is bleeding while defending your croissant, your cappuccino, your lazy Saturday brunch. And yet your government spares 0.3% of GDP to help? This is not a sacrifice - it is a slap in the face to those who are giving their lives today to stop this wild horde. And you’ll pay for it the real price. Not to Ukrainians anymore — to the Russians.

You don’t bargain with a rabid dog. You don’t reason with it. You stop it. The world has never found another way.

While Ukraine is still breathing — you still have a chance. You can still act. Vote. March. Speak. From the comfort of your home, in the safety of your city. One that isn't bombed. For now.

You’re still thinking: “Come on, Putin’s not a barbarian. He’s modern, sophisticated — almost European. We’re not in danger...” Let me remind you something.

Putin lost two trillion dollars, a million of his own people, and whatever shred of reputation his country once had — now replaced by global disgrace. And you still believe this mad beast, consumed by rage and thirst for revenge, will care about your peaceful little life? You think he’ll spare your “neutral” city just because you recycle and drink oat milk? Why the hell are you so fucking funny?

Well, do nothing and wait a little longer... And the next time you raise your hand, it’ll be to break frozen earth with a pickaxe, somewhere deep in the Siberian permafrost.

And nothing — nothing — will be left to fix.

P.S.: Alright then — fine. It’s your life. Do with it as you please. Just scroll back up and look into the eyes behind that barbed wire. And when the nightmare comes knocking — don’t act surprised. When the ones you love: your wife, your daughter - get up close and personal with a platoon of drunken North Korean thugs, don’t say no one warned you...