1.
From one of my friends in Kharkiv:
- We are a brave city, despite the looming real danger! I'm watching a football game between kids. Children chase the ball, rejoice, hug each other when they score a goal - like all children in the world. And their mothers are on duty with smartphones on and watching for the approach of glide bombs. As soon as there is a message about such a bomb, everyone runs to the nearest shelter. At the same time, children play with the consent of their parents, no one forces them! While I was watching the matches - nearly 3 hours - we saw how two bombs smoothly fell with terrible force in the area of Alekseevka and Kholodnaya Gora.
2.
From another of my friends in Kharkiv:
We feel betrayed by the West, especially Europe. Betrayed or at least sold. Our hearts are breaking...
Mobilization activities begin today. Without the necessary armament and with a 1 to 20-30 projectiles ratio, the probability of dying is about 100%. There are already few men in the town anyway, it is full of invalids from the War.
Four factors are superimposed -
sharply reduced military aid (it is catastrophically low);
the feeling that negotiations are taking place behind Ukraine's back, the main one of which is "territories of Ukraine vs. the end of the War from Russia";
the nightmarish picture of the gravely injured and killed (the cemeteries are overflowing);
hellish war fatigue.
More and more are those who are beginning to lean towards any form of peace - Ukraine cannot be a scapegoat, a fig leaf with which the West hides its desire to live as if nothing is happening or if it is, it is somewhere on the far periphery, beyond the border of Europe.
Millions of Ukrainians have a crushing post-traumatic syndrome. Our resources are running out. Tomorrow they may overwhelm us with weapons, but who will use them, who will fight - ghosts and corpses?
2022, when we were on the offensive, aid for us was stopped for 4 months.
2023, when the Rashists went on the offensive, our aid stopped for 6 months...
Ukraine is on the brink, hanging over the precipice. We are the second Czechoslovakia. We're thrust into an absurd version of H.W. Wells' novel, where we're the Morlocks, and the West is the Eloi.
I know that you are hurting for Kharkiv and Ukraine, but are you asking me - they are my everything - the way, the truth, and the life...
05/17/2024
