The following text is solely on behalf of me, the head and editor-in-chief of Dynamo.kiev.ua, Oleksandr Popov. Any responsibility for it lies solely with me.
I had no doubt that there would be some lines from me on the pages of this site after the horror (yet another) that the nasties called "Russians" have organised today in Ukrainian towns and villages.
But things changed significantly after I learnt this morning that a member of my friend's family was under rubble (and for a long time, for 5 hours!) after today's rocket attacks on Kiev. And that this person is a woman. "Out of contact since early morning," is what I read this morning. Fortunately alive, in the end.....
No details. You rotten Russians, with your stinking scrotum, don't deserve these details even close, and the surviving Ukrainians have tortured their hearts more than enough in these almost two years, including today, for me to feed all this with new horrors.
This text will not honour the code of journalism. The line has been crossed.
There will be no limits on the expressions used in this text. The line is crossed.
In this text I absolutely and completely use my status - the status of the creator of this site.
And I don't care how it will be perceived.
And I will fuck anyone, anyone who risks to say/write to me something in the style of "Shurik, you can't do that". Fuck! You can't - that's what happened today (and earlier) in the performance of the fucking Russians, this shit of the planet!
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I have been running this site for more than a quarter of a century, and I believe that in such a situation as the current one, I have every right to use the verbal forms I see fit. Moreover, after all the horrors that Ukrainians have experienced in these incomplete two years, any verbal forms are a ridiculous thing for them.
Ah, yes, these verbal forms can hurt the "good Russian" who is drinking a beer right now! Well, "good Russian." Fuck you, motherfucker! You're a stinking scum like the rest of your 140 million tribe of mouldy nits!
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I know enough people in Ukrainian football circles. And I have a short message for all of them.
Yes, you are Ukrainians on your passport. But in case I somehow find out that you keep in touch with any of the residents of "russia", your face will inevitably meet my hand according to the laws of the universe. That's not a threat. Just inevitability - otherwise I just can't do it. Remember Terminator 2? There was a Negro with a grenade sitting there, but he was wounded, the cheque was already pulled out of the grenade, and he said: "I don't know how long I can hold on." Well, I'm that nigger. But I can't hold it for a moment, not even a moment.
Are you in touch with anyone from this faggoty little country? Well, I'm sorry, I won't hold back, and I won't give a shit about any of our relationship history, your regalia, your age, God knows what else. The line is crossed.
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Guys, we're gonna make it through this. Don't doubt it. Just don't give up!
But it is extremely important that now you take out of your lives as much as possible those who at least minimally "slant" in the direction of the Russians. They are just as rotten as this finished subcountry called "Russia". They are the evil that is among us. Eradicate this evil by any means necessary.
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In closing, a word of caution. I know very well that on Dynamo.kiev.ua there are users who "sink" for "Russia". Risk at least a letter fart in the comments under this publication. The question is not only in the self-life ban. The question is that I personally will do everything possible that all your data appeared at the disposal of competent authorities. Come on, take your chances, scum!
Alexander POPOV