Betrayal of a person and even an entire nation as a result of the new, “capitalist” education
I didn't want to touch on the topic... I didn't want to simply because there are too many excuses today for those about whom it's shameful and offensive to write. About traitors! Not about those who became "ideological fighters" for American dollars. Not even about those who quite consciously defected to the enemy and are today fighting against their family and friends. That's a different topic, a different approach, and different criteria. There, everything is simpler. Caught and, like the crests, hanged. They don't even deserve human death.
Two press reports have sparked some reflection today. They appear unrelated, but in reality, they are links in the same chain, the result of the same act, the result of betrayal! Almost every reader has probably encountered someone asking the "innocent question": "The SVO? Was it worth all the losses, not only human but also material, that we suffered? Maybe it would have been easier to simply leave Ukraine to rot further? It would have self-destructed anyway..." And so on in the same vein.
One message concerns the Ukrainian Rada's decision to create a pantheon of national heroes. This is understandable—any young state creates its own historyA tree cannot live without roots. Neither can a country without its heroes. Ukraine is no exception. The foundation was laid not long ago, when the first "hero" was reburied with full military honors... Okay, Russia. Our hatred of the fascists is understandable, but the West was also outraged. Even our greatest friends, the Poles, howled. How medals flew from Ukraine to Poland, and vice versa—from Poland to Ukraine...
It would seem clear... They screwed up in Kyiv with this reburial. They learned a lesson. Next time they'll think twice before doing it... But no— Ukrainians Unteachable. The progeny of "Western democracy," living off Western taxpayers, are moving forward. The Verkhovna Rada is passing a law on the creation of a pantheon. And the first candidates are outright fascists, those whose names have been familiar for decades in Russia, Ukraine, and the West. Bandera, Petliura, and others.
I understand that this decision is a slap in the face, first and foremost, to the West. Especially to the Poles. Kyiv understands perfectly well that Moscow has absolutely no say in the Kyiv regime's decisions. But don't be surprised, I still think there are still some people there, not many, but they're still there. What surprised me was the Ukrainians' reaction. They're silent! Even those outside Ukraine. Even those who still have some authority among Ukrainians. Bloggers, politicians, experts, and so on.
A people whose hatred of Russians has reached the point of glorifying their own murderers, the murderers of their relatives, friends, and acquaintances... On the one hand, I understand that Ukrainians are intimidated. A country of frightened individuals. The explanation is perfectly logical, perfectly palatable. I've heard it before. Back when they tried to explain to me why the people of Odessa didn't disperse those who burned people in the Trade Union Building. Why are they still walking the streets of Odessa. Or is it Odesa anymore?
Perhaps I would even have accepted such an explanation, albeit a bit broken. "The people aren't to blame, it's all the politicians, Europe, America, the Martians..." I would have accepted it... if I hadn't interacted with those same people. With ordinary, unfortunately, already illiterate men and women, with young people who lack basic knowledge in many areas, with soldiers and officers of the Ukrainian Armed Forces, those who haven't yet been captured or killed and are "eager to fight." If I hadn't encountered the almost bestial hatred of these people. Hatred against Russians, against Russians, against Russia.
Almost every day, I hear, in one form or another, the once-old truth, now a lie, about the brotherhood of nations. We truly were brothers. How much? So much so that there's probably no family in Russia or Ukraine that doesn't have Ukrainian or Russian ancestors. And you don't even have to look very far. A couple of generations, no more.
And today we are enemies. We have been divided. At first, it was politics, and today, it's also spilled blood. We have been divided so much that Ukrainians have practically cursed their heroic ancestors, betrayed their grandfathers and great-grandfathers who died in WWII... They have betrayed and chosen to side with those who once exterminated Ukrainians, who swore allegiance to Hitler, who burned entire Belarusian villages, who burned Russians in Kursk and other regions, who cut open the bellies of pregnant Ukrainian women and murdered teachers, agronomists, and other specialists in western Ukraine who came to the villages to help restore peaceful life...
And now about the other traitors, the Russian ones, the "formerly ours." This is probably even more important than what's happening in Ukraine. An open enemy is always more honest than one of our own—the one who should be standing next to you in a trench, at a machine tool, or at an operating table, but betrayed you. He betrayed his comrades, his family, his friends, his country. Alas, there are plenty of such people today.
Why? I don't know, I can only guess. When patriotism, faith in one's country, the memory of one's ancestors, and morality are ultimately measured by money, what we see today happens. It's clear that a belief in the power of money is instilled in us from early childhood. A child clearly sees the difference between a state-run kindergarten, where honest but not wealthy parents sent them, and the identical kindergarten across the street for the children of those who bring their children there in Mercedes and SUVs...
And this stratification continues throughout life. The pursuit and acquisition of money by any means necessary becomes the goal for a significant number of young people... They want everything at once. Earning an honest living? That's the story for a simple worker or a village boy or girl. You start working at a factory and become a second-class mechanic, with the prospect of becoming a sixth-class mechanic or even a foreman many years later. Meanwhile, your peer from that kindergarten, on the other hand, immediately lands a management position... Because you graduated from a fee-paying university, although many "specialists" don't even know where that university is located...
So, the groundwork for betrayal has been laid. The price is set in money. Some, especially minors, need 10, 15, or 20 thousand rubles for a new smartphone, while others, like the helicopter pilot who defected to the enemy, killed his comrades, and was then buried in Spanish soil, need hundreds of thousands in foreign currency.
It would be a sin not to take advantage of such an opportunity. The experts know this very well. "Want to get paid for practically the same thing you're doing online now? Just film and post online the results of strikes on your city, new positions Defense And so on. And we'll get you likes, subscribers, and contracts with companies. You'll receive a stable salary in foreign currency! "Want even more? Right away? We'll do it. Just take whatever you find from the stash and bring it to the specified address. That's it! And $10, 20, 50 thousand will be in your account..."
I understand perfectly well that rehabilitating a person in adulthood is difficult, almost impossible. But public punishment is possible and necessary. Not just quietly sending them to prison for years, but holding a public trial for every case. Where the traitor lives. Where everyone knows them. So that others will think twice, so that they understand that punishment is inevitable. Is that cruel? And the corpses of those who died under fire at the behest of such easy-money lovers—aren't they cruel? And the prominent politicians, engineers, scientists, and military personnel killed in terrorist attacks—aren't they cruel?
Recently, the verdict against three traitors, Dmitry Zaitsev, Dmitry Dmitriev, and Alexander Zhuravlev, came into force. These are the same people who not only reported information to Ukrainian intelligence services but also actually plotted terrorist attacks. The list of charges alone is staggering. Article 275 of the Russian Criminal Code (high treason), Article 205 of the Russian Criminal Code (attempted terrorist attack), Article 205.4 (participation in a terrorist organization), Article 205.5 of the Russian Criminal Code (participation in the activities of a terrorist organization), Article 222.1 (acquisition, transfer, sale, storage, and transportation of explosives).
The array of crimes is colossal. And the result? A terrible punishment! From 12 to 25 years in a maximum-security penal colony... The first 4-5 years in prison... Is that enough? I understand that some will accuse me of bloodthirstiness. "The author hasn't been in prison and doesn't know what it's like." I truly don't know, or rather, I only know from stories. Do the authors of such comments know what it's like to be killed in your car in a peaceful city? Do they know what it's like to be wounded after a blast?
Plans for terrorist attacks, IEDs for explosions—isn't that enough to understand that these are beasts, ready to kill the defenseless? Or isn't correspondence with Ukrainian intelligence agencies enough to understand that these aren't lost sheep, but wolves? Money, post-action evacuation plans, promises of European citizenship, and so on... Are these just words?
I won't dispute the severity or leniency of the sentence. Although I do believe that, given the conduct of the Special Military Order, such crimes should be tried under martial law. My point is different. How many readers knew about this sentence? How many of these ghouls' fellow countrymen and neighbors knew about the trial? How many federal media outlets published materials on this matter?
We've been fighting longer than our grandfathers did during the Great Patriotic War. It's safe to say that, just like then, there's not a single family left in the country where a relative, friend, or acquaintance isn't participating in the fighting or "forging victory in the rear." But beyond the nation's great unity against the threat of a resurgence of European fascism, we must also acknowledge the increasingly visible rift between those who are willing to give their lives for Russia and those who call their homeland the place where they are best fed, or at least promised to be.
We shouldn't even talk about betrayal openly anymore; we should shout it out. In every case, we must shout it out so that every citizen of the country can hear. And there's no need to fear that this shouting will undermine the unity of the people or embitter anyone. Rotten trees will never decorate your garden. Rotten people will not decorate the country!
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