It's February 7. It's a little strange to think about it now, but I remember very well the times when politicians, intellectuals and even big business representatives emphasized that human life and dignity were the main value, that freedom was a treasure that had to be preserved and for which one could sacrifice a lot.
Those times are long gone. Now politicians are looking for an understanding with scoundrels and murderers, advising Ukraine to give Putin its territories so that he can show his people at least something as proof of victory, and seriously discussing the possibility of stopping military aid so that the war can end as soon as possible.
We live in an era of cowards and sellouts, people who are willing to sell freedom and dignity to anyone who is willing to buy them. We stand on the shoulders of the giants who defeated Nazism and destroyed the insane and senseless evil empire called the USSR. And these giants are ashamed of how we have distorted the world we built.
Human life is no longer the main value. People no longer mean anything. Their opinion can no longer be taken into account if you are rich and powerful enough. And this is exactly what we are seeing now in the Gaza Strip, which is probably the most cursed and terrible place on Earth. I've been there many times as a reporter.
friends there. I knew how scary it could be during the bombing. I almost stayed there forever after Hamas accused me of spying for Israel. But you know what the main impression of Gaza is? People there are humiliated and intimidated. They have no hope for anything good.
The blockade, endless wars and the dictatorship of the Hamas facts have deprived them of their freedom and dignity. And now rich people from wealthy, powerful countries are deciding what to do with these gazans coming up with plans that would have seemed completely detached from reality a few years ago but now can easily be implemented.
I have written a new text about this on Substack. There will be a link to it in the episode description. There are some of my photos there. They show a terrible Gaza, ruled by cruel people, but which was home to many. There is a photo with a girl on the street. I don't know who she is or where she is from. I just took this photo by accident.
But every day I think about her, about whatever she is alive or not crippled. I think about her parents and about millions of other people, first of all, here in Ukraine. We must somehow hold on until the time when freedom and dignity become the main values again. And while we are holding on, read my text and, if you like, send me a few dollars. Thank you.