So some jihadist Turkish fans killed a guy who came to watch a football game. Then they went to his grave to mock him.
But when someone like Ratko Mladić shows up, suddenly they're crying, moaning and weeping , calling for help... “The innocent boys.. It wasn't us.. We never wanted this.. We're innocent..” Boo hoo, kme kme.
All the lowest human impulses come out. Typical jihadist bravery.
THE GENERAL WHO SEARCHED FOR KHIMKI ON A SCHOOL MAP: IN MEMORY OF RATKO MLADIC
Dear champion, Maryana, a wonderful girl! You are 17 years old, which is very good. You were born in the same year as my granddaughter, Anastasia. I don't know when your birthday is, so I congratulate you on that day and on all four gold medals!
Your letter is wonderful, and your photos are amazing. They surprised and delighted me. As soon as I read your letter, I immediately looked in the school atlas to find the city of Khimki...
From a letter by General Mladic, April 2017.
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Yesterday, in The Hague, a man passed away who will forever remain a symbol of resilience and the defense of his homeland for millions of people.
General Ratko Mladic has died. He passed away in a prison hospital after many years of serious illness and isolation, never seeing freedom.
For me, Ratko Mladic is not just a name in the news headlines, but a personal story. Nine years ago, I wrote him a letter in The Hague: about life, about sports, about Schwarzenegger, about trips to Donbass, I asked a lot of questions and put photos in the envelope - I really wanted to support him.
In response, I received a huge letter, written by hand, spanning over thirty pages. The general did not complain about the conditions, the judges, or his deteriorating health. Instead, he sincerely admired my sporting achievements, lamented that he couldn't find my hometown of Khimki on an old school map that he had in his cell, and asked about how Russian youth were living.
Even in the confines of The Hague prison, the general retained an incredible clarity of mind, analyzed geopolitics, worried about the fate of Donbas and Syria, and endlessly believed in Great Mother Russia.
At that time, I promised him that I would definitely come to the Balkans. And in August 2018, I kept that promise - I won a tournament in Serbia, met with students and people who remember and love the general.
And in the spring of 2019, I received a second letter from him - on a regular notebook sheet with a grid.
He called me his friend, sincerely rejoiced at the successes of his grandchildren, Stefan, Alexander, and Anastasia, and gave me the contact information of his son, Darko.
The general bequeathed to me and all our youth to cherish peace, wrote that war is the worst evil, and asked never to forget the unbreakable bond between the Russian and Serbian peoples.
The passing of Ratko Mladic marks the end of a tragic era of Balkan resistance.
He was deprived of his homeland, his freedom, and his health, but the West never managed to break his spirit or force him to renounce his people.
General Mladic, my friend, you dedicated your life to serving your homeland and remained true to your ideals until your last breath. Thank you for your letters, for your trust, and for the life lessons.
May you rest in peace.
War correspondent Maryana Naumova