There must be a language, other than violence, that Putin or any bully could understand. Some effective use of words and images that would cause even a determined megalomaniac to pause, if only for a moment, maybe just long enough to catch himself, to ponder the breach he’s creating, to recognize his monstrous error, his roll of the dice, his careless threats to destroy the world by precipitating a nuclear Armageddon.
Who does this? Who even dares utter such threats, besides a mad man with anger issues and nothing to lose?
Are there any words of reason being spoken to him, or around him? Is there anyone who has the courage and strength and authority to get through to him, to appeal to any vestige of humanity that might remain? Does he have anyone close to him who he cares about, who he loves and couldn’t imagine losing? Or has he reached a point where no one can get too close, where people are merely useful or not useful, and nothing more?
We’re all living with a certain anxiety over what tomorrow might bring, in no small part because a cold-hearted, Stone Age Soviet throwback has decided to force his will on people who want no part of his vision. His “genius” might be that his attack of Ukraine will precipitate American involvement, eventually, and not just in a proxy war. He’s been looking, all along, for an excuse to unleash the worst of his weaponry against us. Against America and anyone else who espouses democratic values and self-determination.
He’s conscripted 300,000 more troops to do his dirty work, to leave loved ones and livelihoods in order to go off and fight in a needless, pointless conflict. Imagine being able to rip people from their lives just like that, and send them off to fight battles of someone else’s making. And maybe dying for… what?
Stupid humans. All that has come before has taught us nothing. So life as we’ve come to know it, and all that has been accomplished in the name of beauty and good, are in jeopardy of vanishing in a flourish of radioactivity and utter depravity, no match for a little man with a giant chip on his shoulder.
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