Yesterday one of the vendors invited us to a bar in the 20’s, for his company’s karaoke night. Amidst loud music and terrible rendition by some cat-in-heat of Merylin’s Diamonds I was asked an inevitable question re: origins of my accent and immediately presented with another: what do I think of events in Ukraine.
So what do I think? -*a noncommittal shrug* – And why am I so shockingly unsupportive of wonderful heroic martyrs in the name of Democracy? Instead of long explanations, I’ll invite you to listen to this video – those who understand the language.
«Пожовклі відгуки архівних фото,
Віддалена луна давно минулих днів
Огидні суперечки «за» і «проти»
Та роздуми годованих жидів.
Зручніш оплакувать єврейське мило,
Хай світ на теє очі відведе.
Від головних до рядових погонів –
У Нюрнберзі судило шапіто»
I will not touch it with attempt of translation, sorry: too painfully reminiscent rhetoric. I’ll just give you machine one, so you’ll get an idea.
“Yellowed reviews of archive photos – Distant moon of long passed days – Disgusting quarrels “for” and “contra” – And contemplations of satiated [with food] kikes – More comfort to cry over Jewish soap – Let world divert on that its eyes – From main to ordinary epaulettes – In Niurnberg judged shapito*”
* shapito – circus tent where performances are done by trained animals
Look again at the faces in the crowd. That’s what they think: Ukrainian Holodomor was caused by Jews, Jews were not starving and dying, Holocost is fake- but Holodomor is not, Ukrainians are unjustly overseen in world’s attention in favor of conspiring Jews. &&&.
That’s who they are. That’s what they believe in, these heroes.That’s why I left their country close to 22 years ago.
That’s why all I’ll say: дa хай’се они все головы ломают. Plague on both their houses.
(video and text found via ProfYu)