Hawks of War Circling Above Ukraine
A War for All Reasons
How many dead will be enough? As I’ve said before, Ukraine no longer exists as a nation state; the landscape an expanding swamp of blood and bones. Finessed into the fray by NATO enablers, the dealers in mechanised death have opened their ultimate trading post, a bottomless black hole devouring the wealth of Washington, London and all europe. And still the hawks of Raytheon and Lockheed Martin are circling, shrieking for more, demanding this war be fought to the last possible billion.
Where are they now, the flag-waving trend-hoppers of 2022 who wrapped themselves in blue and yellow to cheer like football fans as the pawns of Zelensky’s vanity project marched off to certain death? In Brussels, apparently, where the EU has just signed off on a mind-boggling four-year $54 BILLION cash bung to Ukraine, where all western taxpayers’ money goes to die.
To pull off this amazing robbery, the eurothieves were obliged to threaten Hungary with an immediate, calculated implosion of its economy, engineered from Brussels. What lovely people they are! Hungarian chief Victor Orban finally backed down on his threatened veto of this mad giveaway, perhaps reasoning that Hungary might as well stretch out her financial extinction over a few years as opposed to weeks.
[See Breitbart report HERE]
The loyal BBC rolled out the patriotic flag (of Ukraine) and reported that the Kyiv bean-counters expect the first bags of euroswag to arrive by March, and will pay for “pensions and salaries and other costs over the next four years”. Yes indeed -‘other costs’ like shiny bricks of gold for EU gangsters to stash underground for a post-war rainy day.
Not quite tearful with gratitude, Ukranian clown prince Zelensky responded to his latest cash bonanza by demanding at least another “5 billion a year” for the next four years, for everyday stuff, y’know… bullets and missiles and so on. You could hear the cash registers ringing as far away as Wall street, or as close as the UK Boeing factory where all sorts of nasty bang-bang gear gets quietly mass-produced.
This was, of course, the real purpose behind last week’s media bull-storm :those pie-in-the-sky fantasies about conscription being considered for the laziest generation in european history. Because they were needed to sober up, put on rough, badly-fitting uniforms and fight an unwinnable neverending war against the Russian military behemoth. As if. The idea was to get everyone aged under fifty stuttering oh n-n-n-oooo! Not me! We’ll pay anything to avoid that! While europe’s finest were busy bedwetting and pill-popping, you could quietly bung the Kyiv Gang all the cash in Christendom and nobody would pay a blind bit of notice. So they did.
On the home front, expect London’s totally unbribable regime of 100% patriotic British guys and gals to announce another whopping bag of UK cash heading east into the Zelensky Retirement Fund, ASAP. It’s how we demonstrate our independence from Europe. Brexit and that, you know. And the show goes on…