According to Elon Musk, their official presentation is just around the corner in 2025. They will first be produced for internal use at Tesla — as promised by Musk in a statement on X — to perform “unsafe, repetitive or boring tasks.” They are projected to be available for purchase by 2026. [Joao da Silva and Natalie Sherman, BBC News, July 23, 2024.]

Named “Optimus” (sounds like one of Musk’s children), this rather hunky fellow will have a limited debut, but will ultimately be mass-produced at a projected cost of less than $20,000 each.

Kind of androgynous looking, don’t you think? At least, from what we can see. That’s very 21st Century, and it’s absolutely fine; but I’d be willing to pay a few dollars more if it had a face. And if it turns out to be female, the name needs to be changed to Optima. But we’re still in the development stages, so there’s plenty of time to work out the whole gender identity thing.

I’m actually more concerned about the effect — let’s call him “he,” or “Optimus,” for the sake of this discussion — will have on his co-workers. To begin with, won’t he be replacing some of the very employees who will have worked so hard and so long to create him? And, since he will presumably be capable of working 24/7, without lunch or bathroom breaks, he and his brethren (or sistren) could conceivably replace three workers apiece. Now, at a production cost of well under $20,000, this dude is a bargain for Tesla, and for the other companies who will potentially be racing to “hire” him.

But what does that do to the actual humans who will be replaced in those boring, repetitive jobs? Taking over some of the “dangerous” tasks would be a good thing, but people depend on what are often deadly dull jobs to support themselves and their families. Will they be retrained, perhaps to do maintenance work on all the Optimi (or Optimae, if female) * when they inevitably develop glitches and tics from working those 24/7 shifts?

* NOTE: Since my Latin is very limited, can anyone tell me whether there is a plural ending in the neuter gender in that language? If not, we may have to change Optimus’ name. I rather like Caesar.

And here’s an idea: Perhaps the same humans could do double duty by stepping in to substitute in their former jobs while one or more Optimi/Optimae are in the shop. But then, the employers wouldn’t actually be saving anything on salaries, would they? Although the Optimi/ae wouldn’t need benefit packages . . . except perhaps the mechanical/electronic equivalent of medical coverage. But no dental, no retirement package, no paid vacation or sick leave, and probably no workers’ compensation coverage — although I’d have to check that one in each individual state.

I wonder if Elon Musk knows what a hornet’s nest he’s poking with the introduction of his hunky humanoid brainchild. But then, that seems to be what he does best.

Did you know he’s also working on the development of self-driving cars? Of course, he’s not the only one thinking along those lines, and quite frankly, it’s giving me nightmares. As if traffic on the interstates isn’t treacherous enough!

What we’re going to need are lots of self-driving tow trucks — and some training in first aid and CPR for the Caesars.

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
7/24/24

Paybacks are hell, aren’t they, Viktor?

That would be Viktor Orban, yet again. You remember: the Prime Minister of Hungary who has been practicing — all on his own authority — shuttle diplomacy from Kyiv, to Moscow, to Beijing, and even to Mar-A-Lago on the assumption that Donald Trump will be returning to the White House in January . . . offering to effect a solution to Russia’s war against Ukraine.

And all without checking first with his country’s partners in the European Union or in NATO. And all while Hungary holds the rotating six-month Presidency of the Council of the EU.

That’s really not smart, Viktor. Because it goes against everything your membership in those alliances is supposed to stand for. And because your colleagues are really pissed off now. So much so, in fact, that the EU’s foreign policy chief, Josep Borrell, has stripped Hungary of the right to host the next meeting of foreign and defense ministers, which was to have been held in Budapest in late August, but will now take place in a location to be determined. Mr. Borrell said that Hungary’s actions should have consequences, and that “we have to send a signal, even if it is a symbolic signal.” [Christy Cooney, BBC News, July 23, 2024.]

Hungary’s Foreign Minister, Peter Szijjarto, wrote on Facebook: “What a fantastic response they have come up with. I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, but it feels like being in a kindergarten.” But Orban hasn’t found much support within the EU; of the other 26 member countries, only Slovakia has backed him in this dispute. [Id.] And Slovakia’s government is headed by his like-minded friend, and fellow Putin fan, Robert Fico.

So here’s a lesson for you, Prime Minister Orban: Even in kindergarten, actions do — and absolutely should — have consequences. How else can our children be expected to learn right from wrong?

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
7/24/24

You know me so well, don’t you, Dima? You know how I love to start my day with a roaring good laugh. And today you were right there for me, in the morning headlines once again, with your incomparable straight-faced standup comedy routine.

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I pick on the Kremlin’s front man, Dmitry Peskov, a lot. But it’s only because he’s such an easy mark, always out front with the latest maniacal offerings from his boss. As I see it, Dima has one of the toughest jobs in the world — just below Volodymyr Zelensky on the difficulty scale, but well above Prince Harry (who creates most of his own problems).

In reality, I admire Dmitry. He soldiers on, day after day, in the face of incredible challenges, struggling to gain the world’s sympathy with the outpouring of communist crap that flows in a constant stream from the mind of Vladimir Putin. Whether or not he believes in what he is doing is irrelevant; the mere fact that he shows up for work every day is enough to warrant a medal for valor.

So I tease Dima, because we always tease the ones we care about.

And what has he done today that has me collapsing in fits of uncontrollable laughter? Surprisingly, it has nothing to do with Ukraine, or political hostages, or those evil twins from the Far East, Xi and Kim. It’s just the Paris Olympics.

Well, not “just” — they are a very significant part of the world’s attempt at maintaining some sort of civilized society. And they’re great fun to watch. But here is what happened.

On Monday, the Kremlin complained that France had refused to accredit some Russian journalists for the 2024 Paris Olympics, calling the decision “unacceptable,” and accusing French authorities of “undermining media freedom.”

Gerald Darmanin, representative of France’s Interior Ministry, said that more than 4,000 applications for accreditation had been rejected, close to 100 of them over espionage fears and others over cyberattack concerns. Some of those turned down were from Russia and Belarus.

And this is where Dmitry stepped in to respond to requests from reporters for comment:

“We consider such decisions unacceptable. We believe such decisions undermine the freedom of the media. And they certainly violate all of France’s commitments to the OSCE (The Organization for Security and Cooperation in Europe) and to other organizations. And of course we would like to see a reaction to such decisions from relevant human rights organisations, from organisations focused on ensuring all the foundations and rules of media freedom.” [Dmitry Antonov, Reuters, July 22, 2024.]

Oh, Dmitry — who writes your stuff?!! Maybe in Russia you never heard of the saying, “People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones.”

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Now let me tell you what most definitely is NOT funny:

Alsu Kurmasheva. Russian-American journalist for Radio Free Europe/Radio Liberty; detained in October 2023, for “failing to register as a foreign agent”; tried behind closed doors last Friday; sentenced to 6-1/2 years in prison for “spreading false information about the Russian army.” Now held hostage on specious charges by Vladimir Putin, along with journalist-prisoners Evan Gershkovich, Vladimir Kara-Murza, and how many others . . . and for what? To be used as pawns in negotiations with the U.S., U.K., Germany, and other Western countries?

And we have to listen to your whining about a few reporters being excluded from the Olympics?

No, Dima. No, no, no, no, no! Not funny . . . not funny at all.

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
7/23/24

Sick and tired of all the angst, the doomsday prophecies, the political drama, the worsening climate conditions? Had it up to here with your neighbors’ teenage kids, your boss’ unreasonable demands, the price of vegetables? Thinking of finding that perfect forever home . . . somewhere else? Anywhere else?

That’s good . . . because I have just the piece of property you’ve been dreaming of. It’s acres and acres of undeveloped land, just waiting for you to give it the love it deserves. Choose the lot you want, as many acres as you’d like, and get your architect started on those plans.

This particular lot even comes with its own ready-built rock garden. Initial tests indicate that it’s pure sulphur. That’s got to be worth something . . . right?

Oh, did I mention the name of the development? It’s called “Mars” for now, though eventually I’m sure it will be subdivided and given some cute moniker, like “Heavenly Acres,” or the unpronounceable name of one of Elon Musk’s kids — just as soon as NASA declares it to be habitable, that is.

Yes, I know it’s 140 million miles from the nearest Walmart. But is that necessarily a bad thing? And I know Amazon doesn’t deliver there yet — though I heard a rumor that Uber and Lyft are competing for the first transportation franchise. And one of the folks at SpaceX said their cameras picked up a “Dollar General Coming Soon” sign . . .

But if you can put up with a few inconveniences for a generation or two, just think of the advantages: No wars (yet); no politics (yet); no communicable diseases (yet); no Kardashians, no Harry and Meghan, no Trumps (yet).

Sound ideal? For further information, contact Elon Musk; he’ll have your paper work ready to sign in no time. I don’t have his phone number or email address, but if you want it badly enough, I’m sure you’ll be able to find it. Good luck, and tell him I said hello.

NOTE: In the spirit of full disclosure, this cheery bit of advertising has been brought to you — just for laughs, because God knows we need them — by me. Hope it helped.

Brendochka
7/23/24

We seniors reminisce fondly about the ‘50s and ‘60s, and for the most part, they were good times . . . simpler times, for certain. But it wasn’t all fun and games. How well I remember the insane popularity of the personal air raid shelters:

I always wondered what would happen if the food ran out before it was safe to emerge; what life would be like afterwards; and where you would walk the dog in the meantime.

And there were the “duck-and-cover” drills at school, when we were told that this would protect us from an atom bomb attack:

I’m not sure the two boys at the back of the row got the message, but it wouldn’t have mattered. If the worst had happened, we would all have been toast in any event.

And from the end of the Second World War, while the Soviet Union pushed the rest of the world into an unending game of brinkmanship, we lived in the same kind of fear. The only difference was that we finally acknowledged that our desks weren’t going to save us.

Then one day — November 9, 1989 — the Berlin Wall came crashing down. And the countries of Eastern Europe began declaring their independence from Soviet rule. Finally, on December 25, 1991, the world got the biggest, bestest Christmas present it could have asked for: the hammer-and-sickle flag was lowered over the Kremlin, the Soviet Union was declared defunct, and the Cold War — officially, at least — was over. We could exhale at last.

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And for the rest of the 20th Century we did breathe more easily. Oh, it wasn’t a world completely at peace, of course; that would be far too much to hope for. But where Russia — the “main enemy” — was concerned, we were now told to consider them our friends. We even sent money, technology, people to help them modernize and move forward into the 21st.

In other words, we let our guard down. And waiting in the wings was a small, unimpressive man from Leningrad (soon to be renamed St. Petersburg), seizing the unexpected opportunity to work his way up the ladder from KGB officer, to assistant to the Mayor of Leningrad, to the inner circle of the Kremlin in Moscow . . . to the presidency of Russia itself. And when Vladimir Putin took over, the world should once more have held its breath . . . but we didn’t. Not enough was known about this funny-looking little man, and we simply trusted that he would carry on along the path of Gorbachev’s reforms and Yeltsin’s good cheer.

And boy, were we wrong! Because this is where we are now:

What’s going on here? Why is the Norwegian army carrying on exercises called “Cold Response 2022”? What does that even mean?

Well, from the vantage point of 2024, it’s obvious: it’s a reference to Russia’s invasion of Ukraine in February of 2022, and the underlying, ever-present threat of more to come. And Europe — which has seen far too many devastating wars in its past — is not simply ducking under a desk for cover, or turning a blind eye to the obvious. Not this time. In 2024, they’re preparing for the worst.

Several European countries have already returned to programs of compulsory military service as one segment of increased defense measures being taken. Robert Hamilton, head of Eurasia research at the U.S. Foreign Policy Research Institute, put it this way:

“We are coming to the realization that we may have to adjust the way we mobilize for war and adjust the way we produce military equipment and we recruit and train personnel. It is tragically true that here we are, in 2024, and we are grappling with the questions of how to mobilize millions of people to be thrown into a meatgrinder of a war potentially, but this is where Russia has put us.” [Radina Gigova, CNN, July 21, 2024.]

And from former NATO Supreme Allied Commander/Europe, General Wesley Clark (Ret.):

“So we’ve now got a war in Europe that we never thought we would see again. Whether this is a new Cold War or an emerging hot war is unclear, [but] it’s a very imminent warning to NATO that we’ve got to rebuild our defenses.” [CNN, id.]

After 1991, many European countries discontinued the draft. But several countries — most notably in Scandinavia and the Baltics, which lie perilously close to Russia’s northern and western borders — have recently reintroduced it, largely due to the threat from the growling bear at their doorstep. Latvia was the latest, where a 20-year-old student’s reaction was this:

“At first there was a lot of pushback. [But ultimately] the need for a state defence service was clear. There wasn’t really an option where we can stand by and think things will go on as they were before because of the unprovoked aggression in Ukraine.” [CNN, id.]

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So, what will it be? Another cold war, with our grandchildren and great-grandchildren having to relive our childhood nightmares? Or — unimaginably — another “hot” war in Europe? And would this one be confined to Europe? Would it even be survivable?

With all of the other conflicts ongoing in the Middle East, Asia, and just about anywhere else you might stick a pin on the map — not to mention the as-yet-unknown results of the upcoming, contentious U.S. presidential election — wasn’t this just what the world needed to cope with right now?

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
7/23/24

In English, that’s “No To War” — a slogan seen and heard less and less frequently in Russia these days. Because saying it, writing it, displaying it anywhere is strictly against a series of laws rammed through the Russian Parliament with lightning speed at the pleasure of the president.

We’re all too familiar with the horror stories of people — both Russian citizens and foreigners (mostly Americans) — being arrested, detained, tried, convicted, and sentenced to multiple years in one of Russia’s hundreds of stinking prisons . . . all because they have opposed the war in Ukraine, or “insulted” the military, “spread false information,” expressed an opinion contrary to the official line, or simply associated with someone who has been deemed to have done one of the above.

And all in total disregard of the so-called Constitution of the Russian Federation, which — and I’m sorry, but I find it incredibly difficult not to laugh right now — guarantees the right to free speech, freedom of religion, freedom of peaceful assembly, and other basic rights taken for granted in the free nations of the world.

* Please note here that I started reading an English translation of the Russian Constitution, which was apparently not done by a native English speaker. It was rather confusing in places, and I’m trying to find a better translation; otherwise, I will have to spend a year struggling through the original, one phrase at a time, just me and my Russian-English dictionary. Oy!

What is not amusing, however — and especially not to the citizens of the Russian Federation — is the manner in which these laws have been designed, passed, interpreted, and implemented for the sole purpose of shutting people up. The people’s constitutional rights, so hard won following the collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991, no longer have any force. They are gone.

The only law is Putin’s law. And that truly is not funny.

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But sometimes a bit of unintentional humor can be found in the most unexpected places — even in the onerous restrictions imposed by the Russian government. I specifically refer to a law that penalizes “discrediting” the Russian army, which has been broadly applied to actions interpreted as being in support of Ukraine or critical of the war. These include — and I honestly couldn’t tell you which is my favorite, because my laugh meter never veered off the top of the scale as I read them — the following:

– Wearing clothes (including shoes) in the blue-and-yellow colors of the Ukrainian flag;

– Writing anti-war slogans on cakes (as one pastry chef sadly found out the hard way);

– Dyeing one’s hair blue-and-yellow;

– Listening to Ukrainian music;

– Displaying anti-war posters with messages ranging from “No War” to eight asterisks — the number of Russian letters that spell “No War” — or even just a blank sheet of paper.

[From an article by Vitaly Shevchenko, BBC News, July 20, 2024.]

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As I said, the situation in Russia today is the farthest thing from funny, or even mildly amusing, because those idiotic restrictions are seriously enforced. But reading Mr. Shevchenko’s article left me wondering: Who thinks up this crap? Don’t they have better things to do . . . like, maybe, making peace with the free world? I’m almost tempted to dye my hair blue and yellow, wrap myself in a Ukrainian flag (I actually do have one), get an enlarged photo made, and send it directly to . . .

No, not Putin. It would go straight to the desk of that darling of the Kremlin press corps . . . the Kremlin Spokesman himself . . . the one, the only . . .

Dmitry Peskov.

Because my dear Dmitry (more familiarly known as Dima) had something to say about this new “false information” law when it was rushed through Parliament shortly after the invasion of Ukraine in February of 2022. Good old reliable Dima told the world then that the law was “urgently needed because of the absolutely unprecedented information war waged against our country.”

And that’s when I really lost it.

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And now — if I may borrow the words of the immortal Forrest Gump — “That’s all I have to say about that.”

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
7/22/24

They may look as snug as the proverbial two peas in a pod (if you’ll pardon the mixing of the metaphors) . . .

But lyricist Dorothy Fields might easily have been thinking of this couple when she wrote the words to Jerome Kern’s music nearly a hundred years ago:

“A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend, this is
We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
But you’re as cold as yesterday’s mashed potatoes
A fine romance, you won’t nestle
A fine romance, you won’t wrestle
I might as well play bridge with my old maid aunts
I haven’t got a chance
This is a fine romance.”
– Dorothy Fields & Jerome Kern – 1936

Because neither of these two . . . well, never mind the descriptors . . . neither of them can be trusted any farther than I could toss them. But they are two of a kind, and so they seem to have forged some sort of friendship — or at least an alliance of political convenience. And this is why I find myself wondering about the story behind the story in a case that has all the earmarks of a Putin-inspired scheme.

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His name is Rico Krieger. He is a German citizen, aged 29, an emergency medical technician who worked for the German Red Cross and as an armed security officer for the U.S. Embassy in Berlin. And now he stands sentenced to death in Belarus, convicted under six counts of that country’s Criminal Code:

– “mercenary activity”
– “agent activity”
– “act of terrorism”
– “creation of an extremist formation”
– “intentional disrepair of a vehicle or communication lines”
– “illegal actions in relation to firearms, ammunition and explosives”

Viasna, a Belarusian human rights group, also reported that he had been found guilty of “arranging an explosion in order to influence decision-making by authorities, intimidate the population, [and] destabilize public order.” There has been no clarification as to the background of the alleged crimes, when they are supposed to have occurred, or what supporting evidence was presented against Mr. Krieger. [Eve Brennan, Svitlana Vlasova and Inke Kappeler, CNN, July 20, 2024.]

But he has been declared guilty, and sentenced to death.

Death. Not 15, or 20, or even 25 years in prison, as in the most severe cases of alleged espionage brought against foreigners (mostly American) in Russia. But the ultimate penalty, from which there is no return. It was Mr. Krieger’s great misfortune to have been arrested in the only country in Europe that continues to allow the death penalty. The method is a single shot to the back of the head.

Calling the death penalty a “cruel and inhumane form of punishment that Germany rejects under all circumstances,” a spokesperson from the German Foreign Office told CNN: “The Federal Foreign Office and the Embassy in Minsk are providing consular support to the individual concerned and are working intensively on his behalf with the Belarusian authorities.” [CNN, id.]

The Belarusian Foreign Ministry’s spokesman, Anatoly Glaz, said in a statement on X that Minsk has “proposed a number of options [to Germany] for the development of the situation. There have been contacts with the German side on this topic, of course. This criminal is a German citizen and we understand the German side’s concern for him . . . Consultations on this topic are being held by the foreign ministries of the two countries.” [Id.]

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So why do I think this smells like a setup leading to an eventual prisoner swap? And why with Germany? Are there any Belarusians currently being held in German prisons that might be wanted back home?

Probably not . . . or none that I’ve been able to find mention of. But wouldn’t Lukashenko’s friend and mentor, Vladimir Putin, be beholden to Lukashenko if he were to succeed in engineering the release of a certain Russian FSB Colonel, Vadim Krasikov, from the German prison where he is serving a life sentence for the brazen daytime assassination in Berlin of Chechen dissident Zelimkhan Khangoshvili in 2019 — a killing-for-hire laid directly at the doorstep of the aforesaid Mr. Putin?

You bet he would! Because Putin has been hinting — and none too subtly — that the return of Krasikov might even be worth an exchange for none other than American journalist Evan Gershkovich . . . and possibly even former U.S. Marine Paul Whelan.

The problem has been that swapping an American (or two) for a Russian prisoner being held in a third country — in this case, Germany — is complicated. What does that third country stand to gain for its largesse? A gold star for being the good guys, sure. But we’re talking international politics here, and it’s just not that simple.

So maybe the answer was easier than anyone — anyone but Aleksandr Lukashenko, that is — had imagined. Just snatch a German citizen, and . . . voila! Problem solved.

Or perhaps it was Putin’s idea in the first place.

And there is yet another possibility: I might be over-thinking the whole thing. It’s certainly been known to happen. But I’ve always gone with my gut, and over the years, my gut has seldom let me down.

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
7/22/24

I really need to establish a cut-off time for searching the headlines — made the mistake of taking another look a little while ago, and had to add two more to the to-do list:

– Viktor Orban and the Habsburg Empire.
– What is BRICS, and why should we be worried about it?
– Putin and the Houthis — and why we’re already worried about them.
– Europe reinstating the draft: Cold War, Part Deux?
– German citizen convicted of terrorism in Belarus, sentenced to DEATH.

Because just when you think it can’t get any worse . . .

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
7/21/24

It’s been a busy week, and the topics just keep splashing themselves irresistibly across the daily headlines. In no particular order, since they’re of equal importance, I’m already working on:

– Viktor Orban and the Habsburg Empire.
– What is BRICS, and why should we be worried about it?
– Putin and the Houthis — and why we’re already worried about them.

And we’re just heading into a new week, presumably with more to come. I’m so glad I don’t get bogged down in the subject of U.S. politics — there wouldn’t be enough memory in my iPad.

Stay tuned, folks . . . there’s always news.

Brendochka
7/21/24

Sunday, and another American has been sentenced to 13 years in a penal colony in Russia . . . though this one is a criminal case, once again arising from alleged drug violations. The prisoner is Travis Leake, a musician and musical producer fronting for Russian band Lovi Noch (“Catch the Night”), who was initially arrested in June of 2023.

Charged with — and now convicted of — drug smuggling, the former U.S. paratrooper pled not guilty, saying, “I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t admit guilt, I don’t believe I could have done what I’m accused of because I don’t know what I’m accused of.” [Sergey Gudkov, CNN, July 18, 2024.]

Though his case is not seemingly politically-motivated, Leake now becomes yet another piece of merchandise in Russia’s growing assemblage of assets to be used in its ongoing “trade war” with the United States — the commodity being human lives.

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The update, of course, is the conviction of Evan Gershkovich on bogus charges of espionage, and the court’s sentence of 16 years (the prosecution had asked for 18) to be served in an as-yet-unnamed prison. No surprise here, though it still feels like being gut-punched.

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And the wait for information about Vladimir Kara-Murza drags on. It has been 17 days since his July 4th transfer from his punishment cell at IK-6 penal colony to the prison hospital, under secretive and mysterious circumstances. And nearly a week since there has been any word from prison officials or Kara-Murza’s attorneys as to his condition, or even his whereabouts. To say that the situation is intolerable would be a gross understatement. The memory of Alexei Navalny is too recent, too painful . . . and too similar.

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There are others, of course. But the one who has been held HOSTAGE the longest — just over five and one-half years — is former U.S. Marine Paul Whelan. Arrested on charges of espionage on December 28, 2018 (Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, Paul), he was not sentenced until June of 2020. He is now one-third of the way through his 16-year sentence, and is more than deserving of recognition as the most patient of the Americans on this list . . . and of a spot at the top of the “swap list.” Hang in there, Paul; your day will come.

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And, as always, we pay our weekly tribute to all those HOSTAGES locked away in Russian prisons for strictly political reasons:

Vladimir Kara-Murza
Evan Gershkovich
Alsu Kurmasheva
Paul Whelan
Ilya Yashin
Staff Sgt. Gordon Black
Robert Woodland Romanov
Boris Akunin
Marc Hilliard Fogel
Asya Kazantseva
Ilya Barabanov
Aleksandr Skobov
Antonina Favorskaya
Oleg Orlov
Boris Kagarlitsky
Oleg Navalny
Ksenia Karelina
Ksenia Fadeyeva
Lilia Chanysheva
Vadim Ostanin
Sergei Udaltsov
Danuta Perednya
Olesya Krivtsova
Konstantin Gabov
Sergey Karelin
Sergey Mingazov
Michael Travis Leake

. . . and the hundreds of others whose names remain unknown to me. You have not been, and will not be, forgotten.

Brendochka
7/21/24