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Military recruitment ad near a graveyard with dead soldiers, genius.
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🍌фото Миколи Пєскова, сина Д.Пєскова, який дає присягу.
Дмитро Пєсков говорив правду. Його син бився на фронті з фашизмом у лавах Вагнера.🤣
Тепер це стає популярним у російської еліти.
Воно проходило відбір чвк через швабру? Бо там так теж модно )⚡
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Дмитро Пєсков говорив правду. Його син бився на фронті з фашизмом у лавах Вагнера.🤣
Тепер це стає популярним у російської еліти.
Воно проходило відбір чвк через швабру? Бо там так теж модно )⚡
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Critics of aid to Ukraine will say "till the last Ukrainian" as a shot against Western support.
Th implication here is that all aid to Ukraine should be cut... so that Ukraine will lose. If Ukraine loses, there's no more Ukraine. That's what these people want. They're telling Ukrainians to stop fighting and give Putin whatever he wants.
But the logic could easily be reversed here. Putin is fighting this war "till the last Russian". In fact, Wagner Group is literally recruiting cannon fodder out of Russian prisons to dump on the frontlines poorly trained and equipped. Putin resorted to connoscription to dump more fuel on the fire. The "meat grinder" is Putin's creation.
But these critics don't say "till the last Russian" because they are content to see Russians connoscripted en masse and dumped into this Kremlin-concocted meat grinder.
That's the point. Demoralize Ukraine, shame anyone who supports Ukraine's self-defense, and shamelessly shill for the Russian victory. Saul Alinsky tactics at work here.
@Martinezpolitics1
Th implication here is that all aid to Ukraine should be cut... so that Ukraine will lose. If Ukraine loses, there's no more Ukraine. That's what these people want. They're telling Ukrainians to stop fighting and give Putin whatever he wants.
But the logic could easily be reversed here. Putin is fighting this war "till the last Russian". In fact, Wagner Group is literally recruiting cannon fodder out of Russian prisons to dump on the frontlines poorly trained and equipped. Putin resorted to connoscription to dump more fuel on the fire. The "meat grinder" is Putin's creation.
But these critics don't say "till the last Russian" because they are content to see Russians connoscripted en masse and dumped into this Kremlin-concocted meat grinder.
That's the point. Demoralize Ukraine, shame anyone who supports Ukraine's self-defense, and shamelessly shill for the Russian victory. Saul Alinsky tactics at work here.
@Martinezpolitics1
Newsweek
Russia's Wagner Group resorting to recruiting prisoners from Belarus-Report
Six members of the notorious Wagner Group, including a Belarusian national, reportedly escaped in December from a training center in Ukraine.
When you, here, everyone of you, were kids, you all admired the champion marble player, the fastest runner, the toughest boxer, the big league ball players, and the All-American football players. Americans love a winner. Americans will not tolerate a loser. Americans despise cowards. Americans play to win all of the time. I wouldn’t give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That’s why Americans have never lost nor will ever lose a war; for the very idea of losing is hateful to an American.
Death must not be feared. Death, in time, comes to all men. Yes, every man is scared in his first battle. If he says he’s not, he’s a liar. Some men are cowards but they fight the same as the brave men or they get the hell slammed out of them watching men fight who are just as scared as they are. The real hero is the man who fights even though he is scared. Some men get over their fright in a minute under fire. For some, it takes an hour. For some, it takes days. But a real man will never let his fear of death overpower his honor, his sense of duty to his country, and his innate manhood.
Every single man in this Army plays a vital role. Don’t ever let up. Don’t ever think that your job is unimportant. Every man has a job to do and he must do it. Every man is a vital link in the great chain. What if every truck driver suddenly decided that he didn’t like the whine of those shells overhead, turned yellow, and jumped headlong into a ditch? The cowardly bastard could say, “Hell, they won’t miss me, just one man in thousands”. But, what if every man thought that way? Where in the hell would we be now?
War is a bloody, killing business. You’ve got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts. When shells are hitting all around you and you wipe the dirt off your face and realize that instead of dirt it’s the blood and guts of what once was your best friend beside you, you’ll know what to do!
You may be thankful that twenty years from now when you are sitting by the fireplace with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what you did in the great World War II, you WON’T have to cough, shift him to the other knee and say, “Well, your Granddaddy shoveled shit in Louisiana.” No, Sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say, “Son, your Granddaddy rode with the Great Third Army and a Son-of-a-Goddamned-Bitch named Georgie Patton!”
Death must not be feared. Death, in time, comes to all men. Yes, every man is scared in his first battle. If he says he’s not, he’s a liar. Some men are cowards but they fight the same as the brave men or they get the hell slammed out of them watching men fight who are just as scared as they are. The real hero is the man who fights even though he is scared. Some men get over their fright in a minute under fire. For some, it takes an hour. For some, it takes days. But a real man will never let his fear of death overpower his honor, his sense of duty to his country, and his innate manhood.
Every single man in this Army plays a vital role. Don’t ever let up. Don’t ever think that your job is unimportant. Every man has a job to do and he must do it. Every man is a vital link in the great chain. What if every truck driver suddenly decided that he didn’t like the whine of those shells overhead, turned yellow, and jumped headlong into a ditch? The cowardly bastard could say, “Hell, they won’t miss me, just one man in thousands”. But, what if every man thought that way? Where in the hell would we be now?
War is a bloody, killing business. You’ve got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts. When shells are hitting all around you and you wipe the dirt off your face and realize that instead of dirt it’s the blood and guts of what once was your best friend beside you, you’ll know what to do!
You may be thankful that twenty years from now when you are sitting by the fireplace with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what you did in the great World War II, you WON’T have to cough, shift him to the other knee and say, “Well, your Granddaddy shoveled shit in Louisiana.” No, Sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say, “Son, your Granddaddy rode with the Great Third Army and a Son-of-a-Goddamned-Bitch named Georgie Patton!”