Why did Dima Yakovlev give his life?

Somehow everyone got carried away by discussing the fate of unfortunate orphans and disabled children, completely missing the banal question of the standard of living and prospects of ordinary children, in ordinary families where mom and dad work hard just to feed and clothe them.

We somehow forgot that the queue for kindergartens across the country is already over half a million, and this is only according to official statistics, that some healthcare and dubious education, which have actually turned into paid ones, have become inaccessible to the majority. That hundreds of thousands of homeless children are roaming around the country, just like in a civil war. This is with living parents!

We are tearing our throats out for several thousand orphans, completely not noticing the hopelessness of millions of our fellow citizens and their children. My words will probably sound cynical, but I will say: until children in ordinary families have a normal future, orphans and the disabled will not have it. Until parents are able to provide a decent standard of living for themselves and their children through their work, the country will not have even a hint of development and strengthening.

Until we return to our roots and stop blindly following imposed dogmas and rules, we will continue to vegetate in poverty, but in the richest country in the world. We are always distracted by artificial bait, not noticing that at this very moment the swindlers are rummaging through our pockets, pulling out our wallets and taking our children away.

Questions must be formulated correctly. For example, “Dima’s law” is not good or bad, but why could a situation arise in which Dima died? But instead we bark at each other. Why does the richest country trade in its citizens and resources, surrendering territories and obeying foreign laws, rejecting its history, customs and sinking to the bottom of civilization every day?

Maybe the dead boy Dima gave his life not so that we could finish each other off in a rage to the delight of the cannibals gathered along the perimeter of our borders, but finally came to our senses and answered simple questions: who we are, what we are doing, where we are going, what with our land, who rules us, how do we live? And most importantly - why?

Thank you, boy Dima, the Kingdom of Heaven to you.