Wednesday, April 17, 2013


Why so hard to start


   Hello. I'm from Ukraine. It's somewhere near Russia and Poland. Somewhere in a god-forsaken hole, proudly called by some people there "the historical center of Europe". Do you know it? In case you do, are you from this country? If not, then how can you be sure you know it?

   It's seems to me that it must become my task to make you know. Maybe, it's not exceptionally necessary for you. But then it's necessary for me. Telling the truth about their country is necessary for the Northern Koreans, for example. But they have no Facebook, no Blogspot, no darn internet at all to tell you the truth. And they don't speak English, in addition. This way, they're hostages of the situation, of their imbecile government, of their country, in fact.

  It's like a prison with invisible bars. With a smiling air-hostess instead of a beaf with Kalashnikov. You can never prove it abroad. You can never find ears willing to hear. Or can you? One should try, at least.