Почему генерал СВР боится называть это имя? Жуткий ритуал КГБ и политбюро 4 июля 1986 года

A program with historian Alik Gomelsky @AlikGomelskyHistory about the latest wave of Ukrainophobia unleashed by the Russian secret services. Subscribe to Alik Gomelsky's channel at this link:    / @alikgomelskyhistory   July 5th marks the 40th anniversary of Yaroslav Stetsko's death. I discovered by chance that on this very day, July 5th, 1986, the Politburo and KGB lit a giant torch in their cursed Luzhniki Stadium. The sated mugs of the Politburo and NKVD, having dealt with the man who represented the main enemy of their terrorist organization, finally cleared the way for the "Banderites." Dancing in Ukrainian costumes and a huge sacrificial fire as a symbol of victory over free Ukraine. No one else stood in their way. Who else was yapping? Zviad Gamsakhurdia and Dzhokhar Dudayev? Eliminating them wasn't difficult. There were no questions from the "international community": Why did you kill the leaders of free Ukraine, free Georgia, and free Ichkeria? Did Ukrainians dance in national costumes in 1986? They did. Didn't the handsome Jaba Ioseliani wear Georgian clothes when he met with Grachev in 1993? What genocide of Georgians in Abkhazia in 1993? Don't tell me fairy tales. The Chechens also betrayed Dudayev and happily went to serve Putin – also in national dress. Nevzorov speaks for himself. His words are enough for us. Mark Solonin reported to us that only 5 percent of some vocal minority in Ukraine cares about the "Ukrainian nationalists" story. The rest, thank God, are normal. "I want to join that 5 percent vocal minority, but I don't know how." Yes, the chances are slim. Because there's practically no chance of figuring out that Perestroika was carried out by murderers from the NKVD and the Communist Party, while Gorbachev, Shevardnadze, and Yeltsin were covered up and glorified by criminals – instructors using the resources of the KGB's Fifth Directorate. People with a conscience usually can't bear the burden of sin for long. For them, it's preferable to repent before God of their own sins. "You offended the librarian," go and repent, and you're a handsome man again with a clear conscience. But what if I haven't heard the name "Yaroslav Stetsko" or "Yaroslav Stetsko" all these years? Whose fault is that? You realize that forty years ago you could have started living a conscious and responsible life. But someone organized your information landscape so that you've never heard of Yaroslav Stetsko. Is that a sin before God? I think so. You've lived these forty years as an idiot. You didn't know that so many Ukrainians were killed and slandered for the sake of your country, for the sake of your life, for the sake of your children, and you knew nothing because the Politburo, instructors like Yakovenko and Kiselev, and Filipp Bobkov's Fifth Department saw to it. By killing heroes, slandering heroes, and fooling you and me, they achieved this insignificant margin of error—the ostentatious five percent, as Mark Solonin contemptuously called them. And the poisonous saliva of hatred for the five percent of non-idiots drips from the fang of Comrade Instructor. He hates the five percent who are not idiots because the Politburo and the KGB need to build the beautiful Russia of the future, and they're getting in the way. It's time to clear the way once again for a new perestroika. Science isn't complicated; the system was built by Dzerzhinsky. The only question is for myself. Do I want to continue being an idiot, having been one for all these forty years? #kurochkina #bandera #bulgakov #petliura #perestroika #ukraine