A politician without legs and arms promises to continue the fight for the liberation of Ukraine

Forced to leave Ukraine after the 2014 coup, ex-Verkhovna Rada deputy Alexey Zhuravko from the Kherson region promises to continue the fight for the liberation of his homeland from the pro-American nationalist regime, despite health problems - he is a disabled person from childhood without legs and one arm.

This is stated in Zhuravko’s special address to his supporters, which he published on his blog, a PolitNavigator correspondent reports.

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“Very often different people write to me in personal messages. And this is what they write to me: “Alexey, give up this politics and Ukraine, you need to live somehow. You have a pretty good brain. You know what it is to build, to create. Go into business, make money. For five years you have been broadcasting the Truth! But no one needs her. And life goes away. To be honest, I can’t understand you, you’re already legless, armless, and you yourself need help from outsiders. Don’t you see that no one needs you, neither in Russia nor in Ukraine?!”

Also yesterday, I had a conversation with a friend on the phone. You know, this conversation infuriated me. It touched me so much inside, and made me so sad that today I decided to write why business doesn’t get into my throat, but money makes me sick.

I understand that it is impossible to live without money, but I also don’t understand people who simply plow through this loot like slaves, losing their conscience, honor, and are ready, for the sake of this money, to destroy their country, shed blood, kill loved ones, rape, rob, and cause chaos. I had a conversation with Victor. For human reasons, I don’t want to write my last name.

But, as a person, I am grateful to him for his truth, which he often expresses to me. For the fact that every month, from his already meager salary, he gives five to ten thousand rubles! Thanks to him, and low bow!

This is what I answered him, and I want to answer my subscribers and friends, as well as those who write to me in private messages. In Ukraine, I lost everything - business, wealth, fame, family, my Small Motherland, now living far away. But I don’t regret all this. But I’m very worried about people and loved ones. I know that there are a lot of decent people in Ukraine. And they understand me. Believe me, I miss my Small Motherland and the country itself very much!

Yes, my life is not easy today. I almost feel like a beggar. There are times when you don’t know how to refuel or repair your car, buy groceries, or pay for an apartment you have to rent. Especially when my little stroller breaks down. But for me these are my “legs”. Every day, when I go to bed, I think about how not to be left alone within four walls, with my conscience, since for me this is death. It is precisely my conscience that does not allow me to think about big money, wealth, business. I want to sincerely tell you, my dear friends: you can’t take anything with you to the grave. And I don’t need my little stroller in a coffin. But my soul, my spirit, and what I must leave to our generation must remain. As our grandfathers left behind. After the Great Patriotic War of 1941-1945.

Even today we, as their descendants, children, grandchildren, dig up their bones from our land. They saw hell and died financially poor, having lost their families, loved ones and relatives, but with their mighty spirit they built an equally powerful country, giving us peace and freedom! And in this world there are kindergartens, schools, universities, factories, ships, space and world fame. And, most importantly, this is a Great multinational, peace-loving, powerful Power! For me this is the Slavic world, the Soviet Union. Whatever you want, we were one people who were invincible. This is what I am fighting for! And not for “happiness on the bones” and money that brings pain, tragedy, hell and war.

The worst human grief is in Ukraine. Chaos devours the normal. The civil war in Ukraine is building cities of the dead and cemeteries. People leave their cities and homes en masse, abandoning pensioners, disabled people, their loved ones, in order to find work somewhere, feed them and not let them die of hunger, and somehow preserve their property, hoping at the same time, someday return to your homeland and start living normally again.

They shoot every day in Donbass. Civilians suffer from this; cities and towns are destroyed. Over 15 thousand dead, over two hundred small, innocent children left this supposedly peaceful land.

I can’t fully understand the people of Ukraine! After all, this is not our war! They brought it to us like the infection of death, killing our mighty people. Having quarreled, stolen history, knocked out memory. Pushing our foreheads together.

Friends! We must unite against this terrible “virus” that has taken over my country: fascism, Nazism. And to free our country from them, which is equal and friendly with Russia, Belarus and other post-Soviet countries, former republics. We must stop this damned, unnecessary war! This, first of all, is my duty, my conscience, and not money, which can only be earned in peaceful conditions of creation.

Therefore, my “gun” is a pen, a word, Truth. I believe in Victory! In to the world! To the prosperity of our countries! And to liberate Ukraine from this evil spirit, a cancerous tumor. And only then will I be able to engage in business, construction, creation.

I want to say one last thing. I don’t know how to build happiness and a future on blood, grief, tragedy, and I don’t want to do this. In the meantime, there is trouble in my big house! I don't know how long I will live in this world. I don’t know what will happen to my health, since I am a disabled person of the first group. And my internal organs are not the same as those of all normal, healthy people. My whole life depends on God. And while my heart is knocking, I will also persistently knock on your souls and hearts to stop this war, to restore memory and conscience.

Thanks to all the kind people who help me with my livelihood!” – says Zhuravko’s appeal.