A CEASEFIRE WITH RUSSIA?

That Donald Trump desperately wants to win the Nobel Prize for Peace shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone.  I’m surprised he hasn’t awarded himself the presidential Medal of Freedom but there’s still time for that, right along with pardoning himself in perpetuity, you know, just in case there’s any discussion that he might have done anything illegal somewhere along the way.

This clown wants the peace prize so badly that he has no care for how many people will have to die for him to achieve it, or for him to be given it, upon his own personal demand, lest he threaten to invade Norway, the home of the award.

He will sell anyone out to get it.  If Melania were to be the last remaining obstacle, I wouldn’t like her chances for longevity in the White House.

After ambushing Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelenskyy in the Oval Office with the help of VP Vance and that odious boyfriend-reporter of Marjorie Taylor Greene, it appeared that Ukraine was in a bit of a rough spot.  Kicked out of the white House unceremoniously, and told that he was being “disrespectful,” Zelenskyy headed for the airport and found himself surrounded by supportive NATO members the very next day, with our own prime minister Justin Trudeau in attendance and among them.  In fact, Trudeau went to Ukraine himself in a demonstration of solidarity which was somewhat ironic, as Trudeau, and the country he led, have been significantly disrespected by Trump and Vance themselves recently. 

It seems that, for the Americans, disrespect is a relative thing.

The Americans cut off arms shipments and the sharing of military-grade surveillance and intelligence systems, leaving Ukraine blind and in the cold.  Russia’s Putin must have shit himself in absolute happiness.  His long game appears to paying off, just like he drew it up.

His sock-puppet Trump was showing up with all the deliverables.  Cutting off Ukraine, sewing a crisis within NATO, and compromising the military integrity of the alliance, of which Canada is a member state.  And that’s all on what the rest of us call Monday.

In the Oval Office, the conversation had turned to a ceasefire possibility, when Zelenskyy had the temerity to remind Vance that the Russians don’t exactly have a stellar track record in keeping their word, with a long list of ceasefire violations dating back to the time when the very first Russian came out of his cave and decided that he, and his people, would strive to be the least loved of all God’s creatures.  There is a reason, after all, for God putting him in the cave in the first place, but with all that God has on his hands, I guess he forgot to put the boulder back in front of the cave opening, much to the despair of the rest of us.

The Boys In The Oval wouldn’t brook such talk, almost as if Zelenskyy was suggesting they were being naive, which of course they weren’t, because sometimes stupidity can be mis-diagnosed as naivety. 

But he, Zelenskyy, was right, on both counts.

In case you missed it, of all of God’s peoples, the Russians are the most dishonest, lying, cheating, murderous version ever imagined, and I’m sure the guy up in Heaven who designed them lost his job.  It’s like the worst of Dr. Frankensteins’s monsters let loose upon the rest of us.  They can be trusted as much as, well, you can’t trust them.

Zelenskyy is absolutely right, and why wouldn’t he be?  He and his people have lived beside Russia their entire lives, so they know first-hand from experience what they’re dealing with.  Over two million Ukrainians were killed, murdered, or starved to death by the Russians back in the 1930s in what’s known as the Holodomor, as much of a war crime as you’re going to find at any point in human history.  After all, war crimes and Russians mix well together throughout history, just as they’re mixing well together right now in the unprovoked fight against Ukraine.  Rounding up Ukrainian children and shipping them to Siberia to be Russianized is an age-old tactic, one they used back in the 1930’s as well.  I think they refer to that as a form of ethnic cleansing, which is a bit of a no-no among civilized countries.

But this is Russia, so what does civilization have to do with anything?  A nation perpetually locked in a neanderthal age.  I hate to get all Darwinian here, but look at any picture of a neanderthal in an anthropology textbook and superimpose it over a photo of Alex Ovechkin.

Enough said on that.  Sounds pretty racist, and I don’t like to think of myself as a racist.  But by the light of the sun, the Russians really push my buttons.  Perhaps I’ll light a candle at church for them, or maybe more appropriately, for all the people who have to deal with them.  That is, of course, if they let me in the church in the first place.

Ukraine is absolutely right to insist upon security guarantees if there’s to be any ceasefire.

Russia, even under the weight of international sanctions, has re-tooled their industry to be on a wartime footing.  A lifting of any sanctions would allow them to put all that money into war preparation as well, and in five years, they’ll be back with more men, more tanks, and more missiles than ever before.  Plus, they’ll have learned from all their many incompetent mistakes from three years worth of combat, valuable lessons that will make them an even tougher adversary moving forward.

Without NATO membership, there is only one thing that can guarantee the security of Ukraine in the face of Russia.  That’s America.

Sure, a re-armed Europe would be able to handle Russia no problem, but the Russians have a tendency to miscalculate, so they may think they have a chance for success if they were to return to their land-grabbing ways.  And a lot of people will die due to that miscalculation by a man who wishes to leave his legacy on par with the great czars of Russia’s past.  And he’s willing to destroy his own country, and several others in order to do it.

But a guarantee of American intervention would stop the bastard cold in his tracks.

That’s the guarantee Zelenskyy is looking for.

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