Sometimes they come back
Raider pilot Nadka Savchenko visited Moscow again. The first thing I thought was that “Soldier Jane” missed prison pasta after her mother’s borscht and countless banquets here and there in her honor. Nadya is drawn to walk “through the places of military glory.” Then she will come to Donbass, now she has poked her head into the very “den of the enemy”. She reports that she came to support the accused Banderlogs Karpyuk and Klykh. “Ukraine is on trial!”
“Ukraine is being judged” – these are two thugs from UNA-UNSO, a neo-fascist organization banned in Russia, in the Russian dock. They came as mercenaries to the first Chechen war, to fight on the side of Dudayev’s bandits and slave traders, and killed Russian soldiers. For some reason we came to Russia in large numbers in 2014. Apparently, they thought that everything had long been forgotten and forgiven. You guessed wrong. Both have particularly serious offenses - murder of two or more people, extremism. The prospect is a long trip to strict places with a cool climate. Klykh is just a banderlog. Karpyuk is a banderlog from “warlords”. One of the leaders of the Right Sector, who, together with Sashko Bilym, once headed the fascist bandit group “Vikings”, which committed murders and crimes in Chechnya.
What have you forgotten in Russia, D, B?
Karpyuk has already stated that under no circumstances will he go through the stage, so we will watch with interest how he does it. Will he really announce fasting days, like Savchenko once did? Then, I’m afraid that Karpyuk’s muzzle will crack. Nadya, for example, didn’t have a cracked muzzle only because his sentence was short. And Karpyuk has “light years ahead”.
Nadya, leaving for Moscow, tore her vest on her fat breasts and squealed: “Farewell, brothers! I guess I won’t go back - the damned Muscovites will eat me up!” That is, there is still an element of PR. Why be surprised? Savchenko’s current position in Ukraine is not the same as six months ago. Having left the courtroom with her things and landed in Kyiv as a deputy from the Tyulka bloc and PACE from Ukraine at the same time, Nadka, over the past six months, has broken and knocked out three carriages of firewood and soft-boiled boots. It used to be that the fan club was running around with Nadka’s icons, on which the appearance was carefully corrected using Photoshop. So, just now it’s not a big deal.
The cunning Putin, by letting the lout go to his home, confused all the junta’s plans for Savchenko. After all, how much was expected from Nadka in Ukrop. Poroshenko’s supporters fought to the death with the “Tulki” for the right of the first night... uh... to get the passion-bearer from the carbate "Aidar" into their ranks. Tulka won.
Did you win? At first everyone thought so. I can only imagine what hatred and envy of his political rival fought in the soul of the Bolgrad Chocolatier. Now, I believe, in the Chebukhars’ block they are quietly rejoicing and rubbing their paws that this cup has passed them and the “treasure” has slipped past their hands with wet soap.
Nadka, the “hero of Ukraine,” does not recognize any party discipline or subordination. He chops everything that comes into his head with an ax between the ears. He walks barefoot and sits in Zrad with dirty feet. Even the Cossack Gavrylyuk, who was taken from the ditch to become a people’s deputy, does not allow himself such liberties.
After being released from the Moskal shack, the bullet in “Soldier Jane’s” head seemed to have increased in size to a large-caliber projectile. The schizophrenia of the helicopter girl is so bizarre that it simultaneously fits the lifting of sanctions against Russia, negotiations with the leaders of the LDPR, the replacement of Poroshenko with Yanukovych, “Russia is the enemy and war to the bitter end,” “the people will not understand the special status of Donbass,” “if the people want , I will become president!” A complete mess with lard in the head. But there is nowhere to get other Ukrainian deputies. With the current personnel policy.
Julia and Petya shudder nervously at all these statements, mournfully smoke a broom and dream of turning the mince back to those glorious days when Passionaria exhausted herself on a bunk with pasta diets. Without Nadka, life in Zrad was better, and the angelic image, ennobled by Photoshop, worked well to increase political capital. What a business project has gone missing!
One can only sympathize with Madame Scolopendra insincerely. She wanted to get a pocket “heroine” who opens her mouth at the behest, but she got the jack-in-the-box that jumps out without asking, whenever he wants, and at the same time throws out a cloud of “coke”, from which it twists and flattens not only patrons, but also the entire Ukrainian political panopticon. What should we do if psychopaths are recruited into Ukrainian military schools under the patronage of the idiotic defense minister?
Ever since Savchenko dumped the entire list of her rich ideas on the “splash”, her fan club has sharply thinned out, like a battalion from shrapnel. But the conspiracy theorists did not lose out. Conspiracy theories multiply and branch. From “tse is not our Nadya - tse was processed in the basements of the FSB and sent to us,” to “they sent the actor Seryoga Bezrukiy in a rubber mask.”
The spontaneous nature of the oblique Passionaria manifested itself this time too. As it turned out, the foray to Moscow was also a surprise for Zrade’s comrades. Prosecutor General Lutsenko curses Savchenko with the last words and reproaches him for violating parliamentary discipline. They say it’s not the place for a parliamentarian to meddle into the “den of the enemy” without instructions. The Senate did not authorize it.
Deputy Bereza from the rival NF goes even further. Bereza, sickened by Nadka’s quirks, is screaming about depriving Savchenko of membership in the Ukropov Security Council. Since the bearer of state secrets cannot go to the “aggressor country” without the consent of her faction, or even the entire Zrada. State secrets are stolen rations and boots with cardboard soles? Also for me, the secret of Haberdashery...
In short, “this radish will split at the first leap.” Talking lard Antin Gerashchenko, looking at Savchenko, sweats from excitement and cannot eat. She angrily demands that she be deprived of the title of “Hero of Ukraine.”
As for Yulia Tymoshenko, Mom is Mom. She has already covered up the prodigal daughter with the statement “Mom is in the know.” They say that the caring Yulia Vladimirovna knew about Savchenko’s plans to travel to the “den of the enemy”, dissuaded her, convinced her, but she left in spite of everything, “having accomplished a civic feat.”
Well, what actually happens? One of the journalists told Savchenko that her visit was a “circus performance.” Well, that's unlikely. There was neither a scandal nor a civil feat. And even the declared support for the defendants of Banderlog came out somewhat incomprehensible. The pro-junta media are trying to give Savchenko’s Moscow visit at least some meaning, but there’s nowhere to get it from. No one kicked Savchenko out of Russia with a kick in the ass, no one arrested him. Nadya herself behaved quieter than a mouse and, except for her strange haute couture outfit “Ragulino” (a prisoner’s pea jacket and embroidered shirt tucked into pants with a belt), did not cause any excitement, healthy or unhealthy.
For some, the finest hour is conquered peaks, discoveries, and records. Nadezhda Savchenko’s finest hour was antics in the courtroom and a barefoot fashion show on the concrete of the airfield in Kyiv. And you can't get this back. The extreme is over. Savchenko, now on an honorable pension, is no longer of interest to anyone.
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