Dear Readers:
I think it is a Russian trait to have a long memory, and to keep track of things over a long period of time. During the course of this war, somebody has been keeping score and ticking off the cases where a particularly hateful foe meets his fate.
Reporter Polina Salkova informs us that Karma finally met up with a Ukrainian soldier named Dmitry Sinchenko. Who was known for an act of vandalism when he defaced a Great Patriotic War monument in the city of Kirovograd, by pouring paint all over it.
Sinchenko was known as “the most scandalous Nazi in all of Kirovograd”. He was famous for tossing paint on all Soviet monuments, especially those dedicated to war heroes.
The Telegram channel “Whispers from the Front” (Шепот фронта) reports that Sinchenko was recently killed in the fighting near the town of Kurdiumovka, in Donetsk Peoples Republic.
The reporter comments that:
“It is very important to preserve our respect for historical monuments, especially those which are connected with the heroic feats of our ancestors, during the time of the Great Patriotic War.
“Vandalism and destruction of monuments is not only an act of inhumanity, but is also an attempt to distort history, and to erase our memory about the heroic feats and sacrifices of those who defended our Motherland.”
Awful Avalanche 
Just a regular societal greaseball by the sound of it. Probably defaced monuments merely for the yucks. Like dopes who go into cemeteries and knock over headstones haw, haw, ain’t I smart. Ask this dumbbell Ukie what banderite nazism is by writing out a paragraph on it, and he’d be stuck out of the gate. Er, um. Just a public nuisance goof of an oaf who needed a few damn good kicks in the arse plus court-ordered 2000 hours enforced community service mucking out winter cow sheds with a teaspoon and 2000 more cleaning monuments with a toothbrush — and yet by excellent luck for one and all, he bit the big one courtesy of Russia. Good riddance.
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I think it fair to say that Sinchenko finally “understands”. As in “with some men, the only thing they truly understand is a…”
That said, if vandalism be his only crime, then let the Good Lord forgive him his sins and….assign him to one of the work gangs that scrub off all the graffiti painted onto Elysium’s walls.
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Oh well. At least he died fighting for the Nazi cause that he so believed in.
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Judging by the carefully coiffed scarf* Dmitry thought war a romantic quest…a bit like ladies approach shopping 5th Ave and as such, his untimely death was a profound fashion statement.
Surely the demonic souls of DC and London found Sinchenko’s sacrifice most entertaining; to be sure Dmitry’s demise will be dutifully celebrated but…not for long, let’s not be gloomy, after all what’s another dispensable deplorable? But Dmitry does deserve the briefest tip of a glass…somewhere between witty quips and deep sips of high octane cocktails…yes, whilst those who must be obeyed, nibble and nosh on elegant hors d’oeuvres at some swanky capital eatery. A fitting tribute to an unthinking man who gave his life to enhance the greed of grifters…
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I truly hope that Russians are keeping a detailed list and tracing influence to add “quiet names”.
It should be needed for the tribunals. Last time they were exceedingly incomplete.
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Gosh that was a dashing-looking portrait of Sinchenko! No snark. Was the image from Salkova’s article, or did you unearth it elsewhere? I’m offline as I write this, so I can’t click the Russian-language link. It has the vibe of a Vogue photo shoot like the recent ones with the braidy redhead and the one-armed girl.
When I see someone like that, I try to imagine how the person would have appeared in their natural setting, like when they were throwing paint instead of thoughtfully posing. That handsome face with a “mustache-and-a-mug” beardolook — would he seem like the very image of the devil if he was snarling in rage as he trashed a monument? On one of the Twaat-streams I read, there was a military ID photo of a Ukie pilot who died last week while flying one of their rare remaining planes. (Popped up from ground level so he could toss a glide bomb, got spotted by some anti-aircraft system, possibly his own side’s, and came down the hard way.) He had that solid steely-eyed gaze you expect from a man who could break the bounds of gravity atop a roaring thruster. (Also, his head was potato-shaped) This was a guy who had far more skill than I will ever have, who was brave enough to jump into a cockpit knowing that flaming death was stalking him. I could envision that guy’s face at a bar somewhere, having a kvas, talking about what it felt like when he pulled the control lever and the sky tilted around him. All that experience, so much humanity in those faces, even with a sinner like Sinchenko. Now decomposing into stinky goo, and for what?
As for Brennan’s comment with the photo of the be-scarfed girl, it made me flash on Paris. The run-of-the-mill woman there really DOES look more amazing than average females elsewhere. (Most recent X loved Paree almost as much as San Francisco, so we HAD to go there on every European trip, often twice on the same holiday, landing at De Gaulle and flying from there at the end.) The word “chic” was made for Parisian women. And it’s not like they were all beauty-face fashion models. They just know how to dress, even the middle-aged office lady types. A big part of their couture allure was scarves. Around the neck, holding back their hair, sometimes a big one tied at their waist. (Not all at the same time, though) Always accessorised with the colours and patterns of their other attire. I don’t know if they teach those tricks at school or if it sinks in by osmosis, but Parisian filles can rock a scarf! I didn’t see them as much on men (perhaps because I wasn’t perving on them like I did the women) but Sinchenko would have fit in in France. As long as he wasn’t paint-bombing shit.
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“The Nazis were…brand experts. Joseph Goebbels understood the significance of outward appearances, he was well aware that uniforms…make a significant impression…The military and the fashion industry had never before come together so powerfully. In 1999, GQ’s British editor was let go for including a Nazi on a list of the best-dressed people of the 20th century. He lauded Rommel [who] led his troops from the front while still apparently looking dapper.
Why did the Nazis have such great fashion, so much so that they were even being celebrated for it?”
View at Medium.com
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I expect he probably went by ‘Dmytro’ – you know, the Irina Farion effect which insists Ukrainian names be spelt differently than Russian names. It often saddens me to think how many Ukrainians are dying who are only fighting because they were made to, and who bear nobody any particular grudge, pawns in an American game for influence. But nobody of any consequence will miss Dmytro The Nationalist Dick; good riddance. And it’s instructive to not be swayed by the pathos of the situation when someone is losing; it’s far less difficult to be noble in defeat than it is to be generous in victory, and I think we all know how even ordinary Ukrainians would have behaved had Ukraine been winning all along the way the western media is trying to portray it. They would have been delirious with victory and likely not spared a thought for the 400,000 or so dead Russians the west seriously wants you to believe in.
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Yup! Fortunately, the “Farion effect” is fading, along with Farion herself. But a lessened importance of spelling differences still does not change the basic reality of the conflict, unfortunately.
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What I want to know is whether Dmitry Sinchenko left a good-looking corpse with clean underwear.
‘Cos you know, the greatest fear of all mothers of soldiers and others caught up in accidents is that the emergency responders discover that you hadn’t changed your underwear and it’s in such a bad state that they can’t take you to hospital or the morgue.
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That’s an excellent question, Jen. From what I understand, almost every person when dying, soils him or herself in the process, including those who remembered to change their underwear beforehand. They might as well not have bothered.
I think in ancient times the Spartan mothers had a methodology: When their son was carried in on his shield, they would quickly take the body inside, strip it, clean it, put clean clothes on it again; and just in time for the funeral pyre.
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