The Prime Minister of Russia calls on the citizens of his country to die:
“We remember these words from childhood, from school, we remember these soldiers who, before the battle for Moscow, swore allegiance to their fatherland and dreamed of dying for it. Do you remember how they said? Let’s remember these words:
"We'll die near Moscow,
How our brothers died!
And we promised to die
And they kept the oath of allegiance."
The battle for Russia continues, victory will be ours!"
With whom the battle for Russia continues, as well as where and how Mr. Putin proposes to you and me to die, he did not specify.
What would I like to answer to a presidential candidate who is ready to continue to burn our children in tanks in Georgia and Chechnya, to pierce their skulls at Manezhki and rot in Solikamsk for his opportunity and for the next twelve years to fill his craw with billions of our petrodollars, build palaces, fill the State Duma with his with gymnast hoops, provide our billions with a rosy life for the offspring of the Rottenbergs, Vekselberg, Kovalchuk, Timchenko and Abramovich, and generally have a good time.
I would like to respond to such calls in this way.
Fuck you, Vova.
Die yourself.