I confess that I take the Ukraine invasion personally.
I am ashamed that I am rooting for them to kill their invaders. I hope there is a way to stop short of that.
Ironically, my grandparents were born in Kyiv and fled the country to escape the Russians. The other family members didn’t run away from the Nazis in time and were killed in the most awful of ways.
There are none left.
It wasn’t a great country for my people, but somehow, it made me feel more acutely. My grandparents always spoke of loving Kyiv, then Kiev.
A part of it is in my blood.
Thomas Paine wrote that there was no more glorious way to perish than fighting for freedom against tyrants.
That could have been my grandmother and grandfather; it could have been me. Today, millions of Ukrainians are willing to die rather than be subjugated by monsters.
How awful that this is not a new story, as evil and dishonest as it is.
Arrogant, broken, and sociopathic men of all colors have been invading, slaughtering, imprisoning, and terrorizing innocent women, children, and men for all of human history.
No one can calculate the bloodshed and destruction the male gender of humanity has unleashed upon the world – try to add up the innocent casualties of Mao, Stalin, Hitler, Assad, Idi Amin, Charles Taylor, and now, Putin.
Like Putin and his eager footstool Donald Trump, most of these men are twisted and ruthless monomaniacs whose grossly inflated egos make them creatures out of Greek Tragedy, doomed to fail because their hubris overwhelms compassion and judgment or common decency.
Don’t be fooled by all the media hype; Alexandr Putin will choke on the blood he has shed. If you read your history, his story is written again and again. He might or might not win in the short run, but he can’t win in the long run.
He bragged that his invasion would be swift and bloodless. He has already failed in that.
Ukraine is a big country with more than 30-40 million people. Modern warfare has taught us that Thomas Paine was right – conquering proud and patriotic people is never as easy as it seems. In modern times, it has been almost impossible.
By blustering and lying for so long, Putin has turned Ukraine into a vast guerrilla nation, just waiting for the chance to fight with their assault rifles and Molotov cocktails.
Charred Russian tanks and convoys are already lining Ukrainian roads.
Bodies of Russian soldiers are already heading home in plywood coffins. Doesn’t this sound familiar to us, whose very powerful, lavishly-funded, well-equipped, and well-trained Army was defeated year after year by a group of religious fanatics in sandals and scarves?
For years, didn’t we hear that we could never lose such a conflict? We were so powerful, and they were so weak.
Every time I read the Russian Army can’t be defeated in this vast and now united country, I thought of the scenes at the Kabul Airport last summer. And then I think of Vietnam and Iraq.
War is a horrible thing; always, the men who make and fight wars never seem to give up causing them and never seem to remember what happened in the previous ones. They care nothing for any lives but their own.
It is still so easy to send other people off to die.
And haven’t we learned that it never turns out the way everybody thinks and promises us it will?
How horrific that all of these people die because one man wants to be the next Peter The Great. Trump might think it’s brilliant – he’s probably wetting himself fantasizing about it – but the best military historians don’t believe it has a chance to work in the way Putin thinks it will.
Of course, Trump thinks his friend Putin is “brilliant.” It’s so Trumpian. Putin is what Trump would love to be if he had balls instead of tweets.
Trump’s fatal flaw is that he keeps inadvertently revealing the truth about himself, even though he is a compulsive liar. He can’t see past his footstools.
Putin is a true psychopath; Trump is just a pathetic old wannabe with ridiculous hair. But unlike his friend Putin, I believe that he still has a soul. Lying is instinctive for him, like a scared little boy on the edge of being punished; killing is not.
Putin claims he is invading to “de-Nazify” the country. How curious that he doesn’t mention the Ukrainian President is Jewish? Shameless lying is the tool of the modern monster all over the world.
I can’t help thinking that truth still matters; why else would people like Putin and Trump lie so often? The cruel monarchs of old didn’t need to lie; they just took what they wanted.
Truth matters, and it will prevail, always, in its own time and way.
Putin’s war is a heartbreaker, as are all wars.
The male ego isn’t just disturbing; it’s the greatest danger to the planet’s future. Wars are nearly the exclusive province of men; they are the greatest danger to the earth.
Ukraine taught my grandparents that it was essential to get to a democracy where they could be free to live their lives.
They were right in choosing America in the years before we became lazy and took being free for granted.
Putin is ending that lethargy, just as Trump did in 2020. The extremists in Washington are right about the “woke,” They can’t grasp its real meaning.
The difference between Donald Trump and Alexandr Putin is that Trump is terrified of his weaknesses, and Putin doesn’t believe he has any.
Much of our country has forgotten the price of our freedom, how much blood fathers and brothers and cousins and sisters have shed to keep our democracy safe, even with its faults and shortcomings.
Putin reminds us of what it means to take democracy for granted or undermine it.
Putin and Trump’s gift to the world is making countless people worldwide “woke” to democracy and the sacred advantage of being free.
I am one of those people.
In 2016 Donald Trump awakened me to how much this country meant to my parents, grandparents, and countless millions of others who have come here for hundreds of years to be free.
My response was to fight in my way – by doing good when I could rather than argue or hate. I found that many good people want the same thing.
We call ourselves the Army Of Good, and we make a lot of sounds rather than argue with people and lie on Facebook.
I see that so many in our country have been lazy about democracy, taken it for granted, and were turned to hate and anger by inept and dishonest politicians and demagogues like Trump.
We are turning into selfish and mean-spirited people. Trump and Putin may just be saving us from that fate. We see the consequences of bowing to them.
It seemed for some years that democracy was losing ground to hateful and corrupt monomaniacs and wannabe Kings and Czars.
But I am seeing – we all are seeing – what happens when citizens in a democracy get lazy and apathetic and get their ideas off of Facebook. People like Putin become brilliant, good turns to evil, the truth turns to lies, and hatred smothers compassion.
Putin’s war is a delusion, it can’t work, but it can exact an awful price. The world is changing, but not that much, and not yet.
Alexandr Putin and the people who praise him don’t care how many innocent people will be sacrificed to the male ego, which can never be satisfied or quashed. But much of the world does care, and they are horrified and frightened.
Can the world survive, men? Yes. Women and good men are rising all over the planet to fight back.
We will survive them. In this country, we know – many of us – what it is like to be free and control our own lives. I don’t believe we will give it up.
From the first, I saw Trump as a gift to me. He turned me away from anger and towards doing good. He made me appreciate what it means to be a citizen in a democracy.
Putin is bringing this message to much of the world.
Like Trump before him, Putin helped me understand the awful sacrifices my grandmother and grandfather made to get to this country so that I could live the life I wanted to live without being slaughtered, forced into an Army for much of my life, or gassed in a concentration camp.
Putin has made it clear what happens to freedom when people like this are tolerated or trivialized or allowed to invade and kill innocent citizens of another country.
Ukrainian citizens by the millions are lining up to get rifles and learn how to make Molotov cocktails. I feel for the many young Russians who will die alongside them for no reason at all other than one man’s delusions and monomania.
The very mention of war turns me to my stomach, but a part of me is stirred by the reports of thousands of Ukrainian citizens – including grandmothers and the elderly – lining up for rifles and guns.
It could be anyone, anywhere. Trumpism reminds us that we are not free from danger; there are all those “good people” eager to march with their Swastika flags.
I feel this latest and especially brutal and pointless waste of human life. I have faith that compassion and freedom will ultimately be more important than men’s egos.
I believe that people of faith and good hearts rise to stop them from ruining our world.
I wish the Ukrainian people courage and compassion. They have entered the hallowed halls of free people.
I can’t say to them that we are comrades, but a piece of my heart is fighting alongside you, in part in memory of my own family, who to their death called themselves Ukrainians.