will the World still be there when you wake up in the Morning;
there is no soft War, only for a time till its bad breath reaches you in person, this Madness of Putin is incurable the man is tormented by delusions, he should be strapped up in a straight jacket, to keep his fingers off the launch buttons...
He is a Basket case with the Power of a Nuclear arsenal and enough yes men around and about him, to do all and any of his bidding... someone with great bravery must take his service revolver and swiftly approach him from behind, and lose a shell into the back of his head, what a difference that would make...
cometh the hour cometh the man or woman; there will be an Assassin to save the world with a single bullet: so mote it be... there are many unseen fatal twists we are yet to be a witness to...
Save Ukraine with a projectile to Putin's Brain, all the World will cheer with delight and relief at the demise of this cheap Thief who turned into a self-styled Emporer of Domination over every nation, it will be Salvation not annihilation after all...
but for now, the entire free world hangs on a sinew, at the whim of a Geriatric with a poisoned soul who should be shown "the Liverpool Pathway"
(the UK way we use to euthanize the elderly who are beyond all help, with patches of Feyntanol) The same way they killed my own Mother:
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