FROM RUSSIAN SOCIAL MEDIA:
(Not my words)
ON THE TOPIC OF THE DAY...
ANGER... THE COMPLAINT OF "BOURGEOUS" PYGMY AND... THE DEATH OF CHILDREN... It's hard to explain anything here in words. The war itself said it all: the wide Dnieper bank, the water, the Soviet soldier who landed nearby, and a small body at the very edge of the river.
In 1943, the Dnieper became one of the great frontiers of the war. It was crossed under fire, on rafts, boats, logs, and improvised means. They clung to bridgeheads with hands, teeth, and blood. Soldiers waded through the water because beyond the Dnieper lay captured land, devastated villages, dead civilians, children who the war had not even given the right to grow up.
You can endure artillery fire. You can get used to the cold, hunger, fatigue, the death of comrades nearby. But you can't get used to this. Before a dead child, any military severity breaks down.
Fascism needed not to be pushed back, not to be persuaded, not to be "understood historically," but to be completely defeated. Reach Berlin. Reach its lair. Reach the point from which this death spread eastward.
The soldier in the photo says nothing. But his silence seems heavier than any cry. Before him is a child. Behind him is the entire country, which already knew: such a war cannot end except with Victory...
Today, unfortunately, the country is dancing and dancing... The fascists are again killing Russian children, who again were not even given the right to grow up... VV
