I LOVE THESE PEOPLE: UKRAINIANS AND RUSSIANS They make such sense to me. Yes, th

I LOVE THESE PEOPLE: UKRAINIANS AND RUSSIANS

They make such sense to me. Yes, the government is so corrupt that only gangland Chicago comes even close. And that’s not even close enough. Yes, you cannot trust those that you don’t know (much). But you can trust the people close to you with your life. There is nothing like this feeling.

In America, you cannot trust your business partners, and you cannot trust the state, you can no longer trust the law, you can no longer trust the police, you can no longer trust your neighbor. Morality has evaporate from moral, cultural and legal discourse in a money-grabbing attempt at ‘equality’ on one hand and ‘escaping the predatory state’ on the other.

I just wish the combination of revolution, my “alien” status, the fear of the collapsing local economy, and an unwarranted unjust attack by my own government hadn’t made me feel constantly insecure here. I mean I love it here but it is a desperately poor country.

I don’t, as most ‘illegals’ do, feel I have any particular right to be here. And those people in america who claim such rights make me incredibly angry.

You are responsible for your government. For toppling that government if it does not serve you. And certainly to topple it and kill all of its members if it oppresses you. And to build a new one.

Ukrainians are what I wish Americans were. They are what we used to be. What we used to be before the well meaning fools destroyed the family, the civic society, and the moral and ethical basis of our culture.

If anything made me want to kill every living soul in the American government, and every well meaning fool in the media, it’s looking at these wonderful people and realizing what we’ve lost.