Politics                   Three Years of War           24 February 2025


   I can hardly believe that exactly three years ago, at the very moment
   I'm writing this brief note, I was heading to Moscow to hold a
   solitary anti-war protest with a placard reading "Putin, Stop the War
   with Ukraine!"  outside the Presidential Administration building.
   Even then, I understood that irreversible changes had begun in my
   life, and the path would be rather straightforward - leading out of
   Russia.  But even now, I still cannot fathom that today, in the
   twenty-first century, an unconscionable number of innocent civilians
   are dying, and this is happening solely due to the inexhaustible
   cannibalistic nature of my country's president.

   Three years have flown by imperceptibly.  As has the time spent in
   different countries, different houses, different flats.  I must
   admit, I've already lost count of how many places of residence I've
   managed to change during these three years.  I'm glad that the last
   move happened more than six months ago.  It saddens me that the
   concept of home has been irretrievably lost to me.  And certainly,
   the age's wolfhound has managed to deprive many others of their homes
   as well.  These are primarily people from Ukraine, whose homes were
   physically destroyed.  And this continues to this day.  No to war.
   Glory to Ukraine.  Putin - khuylo!





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