It is their choice to bare arms and march into another country in order to conquer. They chose where they die and for WHAT they die. They chose to die as an invaders, there is no grief that can make this undone. I shed a thousand rivers worth of tears before the people who are in jail this very moment, experiencing who knows what, because they opposed this war in russia, but I refuse to give an ounce of sympathy of the soldiers or their families who chose not to.

Well... He isn't the enemy any more. But, surely he was?

Behind this photo is a family of a man who kidnapped, raped, tortured, and killed civilians. Do I need to explain this to you? Do I need to give a flying fuck about him or his family while his brethren aim their fucking cruise missiles at my home?