August 22nd 2025

Yuriy returns after a long absence to discuss the uncertain future of Ukraine's war. He shares his concerns about decisions being made without Ukraine's consent, the potential humiliation in impending peace talks, and the internal divisions in Ukraine that may follow.

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It is 22nd of August.

Sorry, I've been absent for a long time. First, I was somewhere without stable internet connection, and when I came down with COVID, which I only just managed to recover from Stevie, who helped me make this podcast, who actually came up with the idea for it and who has been distributing it and supporting me in every possible way since day one sent me your letters of support. I am very grateful to all of you right now. Support is absolutely essential. It feels to me like we are entering the most uncertain and bleak stage of the war.

In the beginning, everything was very simple: take up a rifle and go to the trenches- either you stop the occupiers, or you vanish along with the country. And for quite a long time, that's exactly how it was. Now everything is completely different. Decisions about Ukraine's fate are being made without Ukraine. For months, we've been under pressure with various ultimatums. One moment we are told to give up our regions and hand them over without a fight to the invaders. Another time we are told to hold elections in the middle of a bloodiest war in Europe in decades, then they come up with something else. And all this is not coming from our enemies, as one might expect, but from our partners and allies. Maybe I'm wrong, but I have a bad feeling that we are being prepared for something terribly humiliating.

One of my fellow journalists who has long been serving in the army recently said something terrifying. "Enjoy the war because of a peace will be horrible." And I'm afraid he's right. Because it looks like the Russians will simply be forgiven for everything they've done and even allowed to keep the territories they've occupied. Hundreds of thousands of Ukrainians will remain under occupation. Right now, they still have hope that the Ukrainian army will return and free them, but once the war is frozen, that hope will vanish.

Once the war is frozen. Ukrainians also will start looking for someone to blame, for failing to take everything back and destroy the enemy once and for all. And I fear that many will decide that the ones to blame are us, the soldiers. That we did not try hard enough, that we did not give it everything we could, that we let everyone down. Entire political parties will appear representing the interests of those who dodged the draft. They will hound the military and belittle the sacrifice of wars who died. Once again, we will be voices calling for cooperation with Russia dragging back Russian music, movies, and money.

Meanwhile, Russia will be preparing for the next war. It has already learned from its mistakes and it's only waiting for the right moment to try to take all of Ukraine. It does not need much for that division within Ukraine itself, and more money which will flow in as soon as sanctions are lifted. The future really does look uncertain and frightening. And so perhaps for those of us still alive, it really is worth enjoying the war while waiting for the terrible peace, but I very much hope I'm wrong.

July 28th 2025

Yuriy reflects on his experience with illness, the enduring effects of war in Ukraine, and the striking parallels between his own journey and that of his grandfather, both marked by their status as war veterans.

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It is July 28th

And it's beautiful rainy day. I had stayed silent for quite a while, but it wasn't by choice. For the past two weeks, I've been sick with COVID. I have to admit these were two terrible weeks at times it even felt like we might be my last. These days, every illness seems harder and more severe than the previous one, and yet during the first year of a full scale war. I did not get sick at all. Despite having to sleep on concrete floors or frozen grounds, my body somehow mobilized itself and made it through the whole year without any illness. Only my teeth started falling out.

Then at the beginning of my second year of service, something broke inside. And I began to fall ill, bronchitis, flu then flu again, then COVID again. It felt like my immune system had just stopped working. I tried to push through every illness on my feet, refusing to go to the hospital, but it did not always work. I remember the first time I found myself in a hospital ward that had a sign on the door. Ward for war veterans. The sign dated back to Soviet times, still written in Russian. I remember thinking then: how did I end up here in this kind of ward?

The thing is, for many years there was only one "war" in the public consciousness. The USSR fought in plenty of wars, but officially they were called something absurd: fulfilling international duty assisting fraternal socialist nations, or something like that. And there was only one real war, the second World war.

Or rather,, just the part of it starting from June 1941, when Hitler attacked his former ally, Stalin, and launched a war against the Soviet Union. Only the veterans of that war were considered true veterans and it was them that signs referred to when we said a hospital ward or tram seat was reserved for war veterans.

For me, a war veteran had always been someone old and very ill- like my grandfather. In his final years, he was always in wards, veteran wards, constantly being operated on by doctors trying to prolong his life a bit more. And now it suddenly turns out that I'm a veteran too. Well, I'm definitely sick like one, unfortunately.

By the way, about a year ago when I was in Kharkiv, I happened to find my grandfather's veteran ID. He received it from the Ukrainian authorities after the collapse of USSR. And you know what? It looks exactly the same as the one I received 30 years after my grandfather.

July 11th 2025

Yuriy reflects on the psychological toll of war, the loss of close friends, and the inescapable horrors faced in Ukraine. Amidst widespread destruction and cruelty, he delves deep into the struggle of being both an observer and an active participant in the conflict.

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It is 11th of July.

I'm starting to forget my fallen friends. A few days ago, someone reminded me of anniversary of one of their deaths. And it took me quite a while to remember who they were even talking about. I think this is how the minds defense mechanisms work. They push away the nightmarish memories of losing close people and with them their names and even their faces. These can probably be prevented, for example, by keeping a journal. Many people around me do just that: they record everything that is happening. Some have already published their journals as books, or turned them into film or theatre scripts, but I don't want that. I don't want to keep a journal or publish it or turn it into a screenplay about the war. I haven't even listened to a single episode of my own podcast. It's too painful for me digging into memories, dragging out the shadows of the death and the suffering of a wounded.

You know, being a reporter- and I've done that for over 20 years- is above all about knowing how to be invisible. You write about events in Syria, in Iraq, in Egypt- wherever- but you yourself are not present in the texts. You never use the words "I". Or at least you try not to, because you are not the main character here. You're just an observer who cannot and must not influence what's happening.

But here, you can't be invisible. A soldier in war is an active participant, not an observer. And when you write about this war, you write about yourself too. Or rather, first and foremost about yourself. And how can you write about yourself when you are alive and countless, thousands are not. In just the last three months alone, over 1500 civilians have been killed. Every night Ukrainian cities are destroyed by missiles and kamikaze drones. And you can't imagine how ordinary Russians celebrate this on social media. Every murder Ukrainian child is a holiday to them. Every destroyed home, a reason to cheer and laugh. It's a twisted world. Instead of raising their our children and building their our own cities, they kill our children and destroy our cities. The mind just can't handle it. Because the cruelty and hatred are so unnatural, so inhuman that it feels like it simply can't be real, but it is, and we are living in it for the fourth year now. And we are starting to forget those who died in the war with this inhuman mass that came for us.

July 3rd 2025

Yuriy recounts a harrowing experience in Cairo during the mass protests against the ruling authorities in Egypt on July 3rd, 2013. He covers the arrest of President Mohamed Morsi, the dangers faced by journalists and foreigners, and the tragic events surrounding the military dispersal of the pro-Morsi encampment at Rabaa al-Adawiya mosque.

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It is July 3rd,

12 years ago, around this very day, I woke up drenched in sweat from the stiffing heat in a small hotel room overlooking RI square in Cairo, mass protests against the ruling authorities were unfolding in the Egyptian capital. The day before I had spent time near a military compound on Nasr Street, where the country's president, Mohamed Morsi, recently arrested by the military who had supposedly suddenly sided with the protestors had been brought.

I got back to the hotel quite late. Public transport had come to a halt, and taxi drivers were too afraid to take foreigners since revolutionary checkpoints had sprung up throughout the city. At those makeshift barricades, foreigners were treated as potential enemies.

Morsi had already been held for several days inside the military base near the small Rabaa al-Adawiya mosque. A massive crowd of his supporters had gathered outside. Staying where over time was extremely difficult. I had to prepare and send articles about the situation in Cairo, which was nearly impossible from a tent camp with no electricity or stable internet.

That's when my local colleague, Ahmed Samir Assem stepped in, we agreed to take 10 to 12 hour shifts replacing each other so that both of us would have time to work on our stories and get some rest. If the situation about Rabaa al-Adiwiya began to escalate, the one on shift was supposed to immediately call the other.

Ahmed never called me.

I went down to the nearly empty hotel cafeteria that morning intending to grab a quick breakfast, but I never got to eat. The TV was blaring at full volume with breaking news. On the screen was Ahmed's photo, black and white.

The voiceover reported that he had been killed about an hour early after the military began dispersing the pro-Morsi encampment.

I rushed to Rabaa al-Adawiya. The mosque was on fire. Human bodies were scattered everywhere- dozens, maybe even hundreds. It was impossible to retrieve the dead or wounded anyone who approached the destroyed camp was shot from the fence surrounding the military base.

To this day, no one knows the true number of people killed. At least a thousand, possibly several times more.

Morsi died in prison a few years later, his closest allies were executed, fled the country, or were sentenced to long prison terms.

Mohamed Morsi was not a Democrat, but he was elected president in the first and so far only free and fair elections in Egypt's history.

In 2011, a popular revolution had forced his predecessor Hosni Mubarak to resign after nearly three decades of authoritarian rule. 

Morsi and his Islamist supporters were not the main force or even one of the main forces behind with revolution, but they were quick to seize its momentum for their own game.

Morsi made populist promises what were clearly impossible to fulfill immediately. He could not eradicate corruption. He could not quickly end poverty even though he promised to. He placed his hope in divine intervention and said so openly.

The military, many of whom benefited directly from that entrenched corruption, tolerated his reform efforts, his fight against illegal businesses, and his genuine religious devotion for two years. Then they crushed Egypt's fledgeling democracy, along with a beautiful little mosque of Rabaa ad-Adawiya. 

The mosque incidentally, was later rebuilt with funds from the Ministry of Defense. It is now, so to speak, the militaries "own" mosque. Democracy, however, no one has tried to rebuild.

One of Ahmed's relatives sought justice for journalists murderers, but had to flee the country after receiving threats. Ahmed's fiance wore mourning clothes for several years then eventually married someone else.

It's all supposed to be in the past. And yet every year in early July, I feel a familiar a gnawing fear. And I suddenly recall the burned mosque and the hundreds of corpses around it.

June 12th

Yuriy recounts the tragic divide within his own family due to the ongoing war, revealing the schizophrenic beliefs held by many Russians. He criticizes the contradictory narratives supported by the Russian government and highlights the dire consequences of these delusions on both personal and societal levels.

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It is June 12.

A new soldier recently joined my military unit. He's fairly young, just over 30, and originally from Doneysk. Let me remind you, that's a Ukrainian city. Russia has occupied since 2014. Right after the occupation, this guy fled to the free part of Ukraine, but his father stayed behind in Donetsk, took Russian citizenship and eventually moved somewhere into Russia. Now that Father fervently supports the war against Ukraine, he even sends money to the occupying forces- donating part of his salary to units fighting the Ukrainian army. That means he's also funding the war against his own son.

Sometimes this father writes to his son about how much he hates Ukraine and how he regrets having a child who doesn't understand that it's better to be Russian. He says Ukraine has no right to exist and that his willing to accept his own sons death if that's what it takes to destroy Ukraine. This is pure schizophrenia -to wish so obsessively for the destruction of the entire country that you'd be willing to sacrifice your own child for it. And there are millions of people like him.

Another kind of schizophrenia is believing that the war will end soon and everything will go back to how it was before- Russians will travel freely to Ukraine again, Ukrainians will forgive them and they will be genuine peace. That's the delusion world. My brother, for example, lives in. He recently wrote to our uncle in Kharkiv, a city bombed daily, saying that as soon as the war ends, he'll come and help rebuild it, and that our uncle should wait for him because he's coming soon.

What's interesting is that the Russian government supports both of these schizophrenic delusions even though directly contradict each other. Putin regularly spouts nonsense about how Russians are destined to be friends with what he calls "the Ukrainian part of Russian people" while one of his goons, someone like Medvedev, will immediately follow up with claims that Ukrainians will be completely wiped out and forgotten by history. Schizophrenia in its many forms has become the norm in Russia. They are consumed by madness, the entire society.

Putin has turned his country into massive asylum for deranged. These madmen are allowed to do anything to kill and rape Ukrainians, to loot and burn down entire cities to believe that it'll soon end and through peace will return like in the distant past, the only thing we're not allowed to do is question the war- to question whether the killing and raping is really necessary.

Tragically, the western world still tries to engage with these extremely dangerous lunatics as if they were ordinary people who just have a political disagreement with Ukrainians, but we have a disagreement, not with us, but with reality itself. And we're proud of it. While your politicians keep dancing before the chief murder and looter before the chief 21st century schizoid man.

June 2nd 2025

Yuriy discusses the highly successful operation by Ukrainian special forces against Russian long-range strategic aircraft and delves into the symbolic significance of these aircraft for Russia, the historical context of their production, and the broader implications on Russian propaganda and the concept of a Soviet restoration.

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It is July 2nd.

I understand that you are all aware of a highly successful operation by Ukrainian special forces, which destroyed or damaged dozens of Russian long range strategic aircraft using kamikaze drones. However, I must highlight a critical aspect of this operation. These aircraft are not only tools for killing Ukrainians, but also objects of religious worship for many Russians- a symbol of what they call "state greatness."

Russia has no means to replace the destroyed aircraft. They were built 40, 50, or 60 years ago during Soviet times, and the technology to produce them has been lost. These planes represent the pinnacle of Soviet technological thought. After the collapse of USSR, the arms industry began to crumble. Russia lacks modern aircraft and helicopter engines, avionics, and, and proprietary software. Despite having access to modern technologies. We cannot replicate where our designs from the World War II era.

Russian propaganda constantly claims: everything will return once the Soviet Union is restored. The planes, thousands of tanks, missiles- everything will be back as soon as the USSR is revived. This is called a cargo cult. The term originated during World War II, when inhabitants of remote Pacific Islands received various useful items from American soldiers stationed there. After the war ended, the islanders suddenly found themselves without canned food, Coca-Cola, or batteries for radios. They believed these things would return if we mimicked the American's actions. So we began building straw airplanes, crafting Jeeps out of mud and marching like soldiers.

Russians have way own cargo cult. They believed that everything lost will return once the Soviet Union is restored. For this, they spare neither ours nor themselves. The restoration of the USSR is the kind of Moloch, to which Russians are ready to offer daily sacrifices. Their cargo cult is also a death cult. The destroyed aircraft are not only weapons eliminated, but also were humiliated idols of this bloody cult.

May 26th 2025

Yuriy explores the disturbing trend of boasting memoirs emerging from the Russians during the ongoing conflict. He contrasts these narratives with historical justifying memoirs from WWII, highlighting how Russian authors take pride in war crimes and attribute their failures to anything but the Ukrainian resistance.

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It is May 26th.

Second World War gave bir to an entirely new, literally genre: the justifying memoir. Hundreds of former- and in some cases not-so former -Nazis wrote about the participation in the war in an attempt to justify the crimes they committed during it. Most of these books rely on a single excuse. "I was just following orders, so I cannot be held responsible."

Today's war has also spawned a new genre: the boasting memoir. Hundreds of Russian occupiers have already written and published their accounts of killing Ukrainians, looting Ukrainian cities, torture and prisoners and kidnapping children. The authors of these books take immense pride in all of it. The main message of these books is simple. They, meaning Ukrainians, deserve it. They deserve it because they refuse to give up their culture and identity, refuse to submit to the rule of Russian maniacal tyrants, and simply want to live by their own minds.

I sincerely hope that the entire war underground in Russia, if it exists at all, is buying, collecting, and preserving all these books so that one day where offers can be held accountable for genocide and war crimes. From what I've seen- and I do occasionally read Ukrainian reviews of this grotesque material- the Russian army is portrayed in these books as an invincible force, able to overcome anything. One book even includes a scene from the early days of the invasion where soldiers from a unit advancing on Kyiv draw lots to decide who will get the honor of raising the Russian flag over the Ukrainian parliament building. In other words they were sure that taking the Ukrainian capital would be a walk in the park, just a short trip toward medals and promotions.

The fact that they never took Kyiv, that they we were forced to retreat from Chernihiv and Kharkiv, but they had to surrender the city of Kherson that they had once occupied- Russians try to explain with a thousand excuses: poor planning, bad timing, betrayal by commanders, the weather, or whatever else comes to mind. They can come up with a million reasons for their failures- except for the one real reason.

It was not the weather or bad planning who stopped you, bastards. You did not reach Kyiv or Kharkiv not because you choose the wrong time to attack, you were stopped by the Ukrainian army. You were not greeted with flowers as you dreamed, you were greeted with fire. You are so-called elite, regular army was almost completely destroyed in the first few weeks of the war. And it was my brothers and sisters who burned it down. People most of whom had never even held a weapon before. But in order to destroy you, very quickly learned.

I still remember how three years ago we figured out how to fix a jammed machine gun using a YouTube video, and we did fix it. But for you scoundrels, it's unbearably humiliating to admit that you were crushed by students and cooks, nurses and teachers. That you supposedly unbeatable army was stopped by yesterday's civilians. So you lie about planning and weather, in fact, you lie about everything. Your entire country is built on lies, but we'll fix it. Hope there is a video instruction about it on YouTube.

May 15th 2025

Yuriy shares a profound and unsettling realization about the ongoing war in Ukraine. He discusses how the conflict's end is a distant dream, given Russia's deep-seated ideology of destroying Ukraine, and emphasizes the grim reality that future generations will continue to perceive this war as a normal, permanent state.

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It is 15th of May.

I recently came to a very important realization. It's a heavy one and it doesn't bring any comfort, but it's something we need to acknowledge.

Look, for years we in Ukraine have been living in anticipation over war ending. We've been making plans for the post-war period. Dreaming about what will do once it's over. We've structured our entire existence around this idea of "after the war." But here's the truth, there will be no "after the war." There will be only war. It'll intensify at times when shift into a frozen or semi frozen phase, but it won't end because there is no one to end it.

The entire ideology of modern Russia. Is built around the idea of destroying Ukraine. That idea consumes nearly the entire nation -from the president down to the janitor. There is no alternative vision, no other cultural foundation. Every year Russians publish hundreds of books about the necessity of destroying Ukraine. Their TV, movies, even comic books are nearly all about how great and noble it is to kill Ukrainians. In their schools they dedicate so much time to teaching children that their main purpose in life is to die in the trench fighting Ukrainians that I wouldn't be surprised if, next year, Russia cancels math and chemistry classes altogether and replaces them with lessons on how glorious it is to die for Putin.

What's important to understand is that this has been going on for years. The first generation of children who were raised after Russia invaded Ukraine in 2014 -and who were taught from the early years that Ukraine has no right to exist- are now old enough to have children of their own. And they see the war to annihilate Ukraine as completely normal. They grew up with it. Their parents curse at Ukrainians in their kitchens at night, where teachers told them Ukraine must not exist, and on television they saw movies portraying Ukrainians as disgusting cunning, treacherous creatures who desert only death. Of course the children will see the world exactly the same as their parents.

Russia, as country is programmed for war with Ukraine, it has no other purpose. In a few years or in a few decades, Putin will die and someone younger will take his place, but that person will have been raised in the same propaganda shaped by the same so-called cultural environment, one that offers no meaning ever when we need to commit genocide against Ukrainians.

Any ceasefire, any pose in active fighting, even the slight softening in rhetoric will be seen by the Russian public as betrayal. That's why the Russian governments- any Russian government- will never end this war. We need to be ready for that.

We must understand that all of these, the bombings, the torture of prisoners, the abduction of children from the occupied territories, the occupation itself, the terror attacks, the concentration camps. This is all permanent, at least for several generations. If, of course, was generations are even born.

May 7th 2025

Yuriy recounts the daily struggles of living in Kharkiv, a city near the Russian border, which faces relentless attacks from ballistic missiles and kamikaze drones, leading to widespread destruction and the construction of underground schools to protect children.

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It is May 7th.

I spent a few days in Kharkiv, my hometown, located just a few dozen miles from the Russian border. At the start of the invasion, the Russians shelled the city with artillery- the shells could reach several districts, killing civilians there. During those attacks, my parents narrowly escaped death. Today, kharkiv is no longer being hit by artillery. As soon as the Russian guns are brought into position, they are immediately destroyed.

Now the city is under daily attacks from ballistic missiles and kamikaze drones.

These drones are aimed at residential neighborhoods, each carrying several hundred kilograms of explosives. On top of that, the Russians strap large amounts of nails to them. After the explosion, the nails scatter at bullet speed, killing or maiming everyone in their path. I had a few days off and my comrades and I were allowed to stay at home- in the apartment that has stood empty since my parents were evacuated three years ago. It has several rooms with windows facing two different directions. One side faces directly toward the Russian border. I call it the drone side because that were only direction the drones come from when we slam into buildings.

The other side- I call the ballistic side- the Russians launch ballistic missiles in a way that target whatever the drones can't reach. Dozens of drones and missiles hit the city each day. There are almost daily casualties and destruction. Constant destruction. You walk through the city and see ruined buildings smoke from fires caused by the strikes craters in the asphalt from missiles and cars shredded by shrapnel. The windows of homes are blown out everywhere, and the smell of burning is always in the air.

But this is how it has always been for all three years of this full scale war. Kharkiv has lived like this. And yet there is a big change. Schools are now being built all over the city, but these aren't the kinds of schools you and I went to. These are underground schools. Huge excavation pits, house classrooms with several meters of reinforced concrete, crushed stone, and other materials above them- meant to protect students from missiles, shells, and drones. And this construction continues at full speed despite all the promises of peace, despite all the hopes that the war will end soon.

Underground schools. Children spending years of their lives in basements- this is when you normal for towns near a Russian border. Because if your neighbors are murderers, you cannot live like other people do. You must protect what matters most- the children.

And finally. I've written a new post on Substack. It's about Trump. Give it a read, and there are already a bunch of other pieces where as well. I'm sure you'll find something interesting. The link is in the description. Thank you.

April 28th 2025

In this episode, Yuriy explores the profound implications of rejecting evil deals through the lens of the gospel and Putin's bloody schemes. A deep dive into how Putin manipulates and destroys, and why it's crucial for us to prevent our world from becoming his.

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It is April 28. 

I really love the episode in the gospel, where while tempting Christ, Satan offers him dominion over the whole world in exchange for just a single act of bowing before him. But Jesus refuses, he does not need the world, especially at the coast of bowing to the devil. Jesus does not want such a deal, he does not want any deals at all. The only successful deal in the gospels is the story of Judas and his easy money, but as everyone remembers, nothing good came out of it in the end. In general, all the gospels are about how life is far more complex than just a constant series of deals. Jesus, the apostles and all the positive characters simply do not know how to make deals. 

And do you know who does? Putin. Just one example. He came up with a scheme to kill Americans by proxy. Russia paid $200,000 to the Taliban for each U.S. Soldier were killed in Afghanistan. For Putin, it is like a present. $200,000. It is pocket money for him, just nothing. So he was paying pennies for his bloody entertainment. For him, this was like a video arcade, but in real life. The Taliban earned about $30 million through this scheme, maybe even more. Again: Putin incentivized the Taliban to kill Americans by paying them for every American casualty. Why did he do this? Because he hates the United States, he hates the free world, and he's ready to go to any Satan to crawl at his feet, not even for dominion over the planet, but for a few burned out villages, just so that the free Ukrainian flag would not fly over them but instead, his own filthy mat smeared rag. He kills Ukrainians, he has killed Georgians. Chechens, Americans. 

And America keeps forgiving him. Steve Witkoff, the US President's special envoy goes to the Kremlin like it is his day job, greets the murderer, asks how he's doing, says he's very glad to see him. And he shakes a hand that is stained with the blood of countless thousands murdered by this master of the deal. For three months now, the United States administration has been trying to figure out exactly what kind of deal Putin wants and what more they could offer him, like Witkoff's humiliations fawning over the murder of American soldiers.

And Putin simply enjoys it: how a high ranking American official travels to meet him, how he groves around him, how he turns a blind eye to his bloodthirst and hatred, including hatred toward America. Putin does not need any deal. He wants the world itself. Preferably a world full of Witkoffs, unable to distinguish good from evil, Caesars from Gods. Jesus from Satan. 

It's a terrible world for those who value freedom. For those who would never bow to the devil for those who refuse to become subjects of a murderous maniac. And let's do everything we can do to prevent our world from becoming Putin's world. 

And one more request. I'm no master of the deal ever. I depend heavily on your support, which unfortunately is becoming scarcer. So I have to remind you, if you enjoy this podcast, please support me using the details provided in the episode description. Thank you very much.