"Invaluable experience" of war. What horrors are the Ukrainian soldiers undergoing and all of us

"Our courageous knights are infantry, art, mechanics that simply have*they have because they have no choice. It is about such a ferocious fear and such a meat grinder that it is even unknown that they are moving forward. It's about the smells of rotten and baked In the armor of bodies, about the cynicism of self -preservation and ruthlessness to others, to their own and to themselves, about black packages and dim light of the morgues.

Here he is an invaluable experience of war that our grandchildren will be extorted. " Opinion. We. I recently read from Ukraine about the invaluable experience of the people gained by the blood of our courageous knights. It is such a senseless and pathetic dwarf that you want to close your ears and howl. In general, from this pathos you want to shoot on your own. Well, yes, purely for invaluable experience. Priceless experience is traveling to Machu Picch, the path of St.

Jacob and McDonald's internship. War, death and millions of injured are tragedy, ruin and wound. It is a path back, in Neolithic, to a dehumanized society, economic collapse and cultural depression. No wars have been brought anything good, no national tragedies have never been raised from their knees. This invaluable experience is a black blade from which more than one generation will have to be chosen.

And our long -suffering people have made nothing from these invaluable experiences of recent centuries. Especially from the twentieth. Liberation competitions, repression, famine, wars, repression again, merciless lumpenization and further. Blood of courageous knights, sweat of glorious ancestors, saliva of epidtypes and ear sulfur of nomenclature brahiosaurs.

It is all from the lessons of literature and history in the period of developed Kuchmism, this all pathetic, provincial aesthetics and insurmountable attraction to fetishization of injury. These thousands of deaths, destroyed cities and villages, dried widows, refugees and displaced persons, people without homes and homes without humans, these yellow-blue tapes on exhuable bodies and gold crowns in plastic boxing are difficult to call invaluable experience.

It is an inability to accept and comprehend, the impunity and unintestruedity of death as a result of the unintendedness of life, it is about a war -burned country in which it is impossible to live and in which it is impossible not to live. This is, after all, when it is impossible to live in principle. Our courageous knights are infantry, art, mechanics, which are simply they*have because they have no choice.

It is about such a fierce fear and such a meat grinder that it is unknown that they are moving forward. It is about the smells of rotten and baked in armor of bodies, about cynicism of self -preservation and ruthlessness to strangers, to their own and to themselves, about black bags (balls, boxes, boxes), about the dim light The boundary of the perception of anatomical horrors. An invaluable experience that our grandchildren will be extorted.

And after the victory after decades, another literature teacher will stuff them with a brain porridge with a farm sauce. There will be hundreds of thousands of silent heroes, several thousand pro -war clicks and millions of people with post -traumatic disorder. Suicide, crime, deviation. In general, a social catastrophe that sprouts from a fertile soil of invaluable experience. And the joy of victory will also be. But not for long. The joy of victory is a short -lived phenomenon.