#NAFO#fellas You guys rallied to Ukraine and put the orc trolls to flight.
Now I see more and more infighting in NAFO, while the orcs trolls are in the ascendant, and getting Ukrainian supporters banned.
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#NAFO, you are the finest movement to come along in recent times - free people from all over the world coming together to defend freedom. Don't let small differences in opinion take that away! You people are GLORIOUS.
Make it a RULE that a #Fella will never knife a Fella.
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When this war began, the orc trolls had it all their own way, ganging up on Ukrainians. I can't remember the number of times I was banned.
Then #NAFO came along, like guardian angels - I'm NOT exaggerating. You people are EPIC warriors for freedom.
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Don't go in for infighting. Never attack a #Fella.
Stand together, as one of the greatest movements for freedom the ordinary citizenry of this planet have ever produced. Because THAT is what you are.
Survive and grow. As Ukraine does. Stay with us, our brothers and sisters.
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Everyone has seen Alexander Wienerberger's pictures of Holodomor, but I have them with the permission of his grand-daughter and heir. And she also gave me his first-hand description of Holodomor. It makes for horrifying reading...
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In one instance that this Holodomor eye-witness recounts, a Ukrainian woman holds her child that has been starved to death. The russ truck that collects the dead for the mass graves comes around.
She begs the russ not to take her dead child from her....
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....The russ soldier laughs. 'Don't worry,' he tells her, 'You're almost 'ready' too. Come tonight, we'll be taking you to join your child.'
Just ONE instance in this manuscript by a Holodomor eye-witness that his grand-daughter gave me to read.
Just one.
Out of hundreds! 3/4
I wanted to share something that I learned from a little boy. This little 3-year-old Ukrainian lad asked me to play chess with him. So, we set up the board and started to play. I advanced my pieces, and he advanced his pieces. Finally...
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...Finally, as our pieces came within range of each other, I took/killed one of his pieces. He started to cry. I was a little puzzled, and asked him why he was crying....
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...He told me that there was no need for me to kill his pieces, as there was enough room on the board for everybody.
I asked him what he wanted to do, then. He said he wanted our pieces to come together and be friends. And to dance.