🧵 Kleine Geschichtsstunde für alle, die heute noch behaupten, die Grünen hätten Deutschland das Gas abgedreht und Putin sei verläßlich. 👇
April/Mai 2022: Russland kappte zuerst Polen, Bulgarien, Finnland, die Niederlande und Dänemark das Gas – weil die sich weigerten, in Rubel zu zahlen. Böse Grüne auch dort?
Mai 2022: Kompletter Lieferstopp über die Jamal-Europa-Pipeline. Auch das Scholz-Regierung?
13. Juni 2022: Nord Stream 1 – Gazprom dreht runter auf 60%, dann auf 40%. Offizielle Begründung: Eine Turbine sei in Kanada zur Reparatur. 😄 Eine einzelne Turbine. Für eine komplette Pipeline. Man glaubt es kaum.
11.–21. Juli 2022: Kompletter Lieferstopp wegen "Wartung". Danach Wiederaufnahme auf Sparflamme.
2. September 2022: Gazprom stellt alle Lieferungen über Nord Stream 1 unbefristet ein.
7. September 2022: Putin erklärt die Pipeline offiziell für stillgelegt.
Aber ja – die Grünen haben das Gas abgedreht. Klar.
Und das Beste kommt zum Schluss: Ausgerechnet die deutsprachige russische #AfD, die diesen geopolitischen Erpressungsautomaten als "zuverlässigen Partner" verkauft, will uns wieder in diese Abhängigkeit treiben.
Von einem Staat, der Energie systematisch als Kriegswaffe einsetzt.
Tolle Idee und die leichtgläubigen AfD-Schafe fallen wie immer darauf rein. 👏😎
Quellen:
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Russians attacked the Kyiv Pechersk Lavra with ballistic missiles. One of Ukraine's oldest churches, 1,000 years old, is on fire.
Barbarians and terrorists
In Ukraine, they think that Russia has run out of air defense and fuel.
Share your photos and videos to prove that Russia still has air defense and oil depots to destroy Ukrainian propaganda
Trump may as well have called the rest of us peasants.
According to him, it wasn’t workers who built America. It was rich guys like him and his cabinet:
“These people built the country, not the complainers. The complainers didn’t build the country…. Whether it’s fishermen or farmers or anything else. Me. Guys like me, they built the country. And you know, I watch all these ingrates, they’re always complaining, complaining. They didn’t build anything, they couldn’t build anything.”
BREAKING: In a shocking maneuver, Senate Republicans just BLOCKED a Democratic effort to BAN federal troops from entering polling stations or seizing ballots or voting machines. Makes you wonder what they’re planning this November…
To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis:
Show us your laptop.
Show us your iCloud.
Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation.
You won’t.
You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out.
That is not who we are.
My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count.
For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame.
I no longer believe that.
Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us.
And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts.
That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena.
Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next.
Life does not determine our character. It reveals it.
Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next?
We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day.
So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop.
You won’t.
The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing.
That is the only definition that matters.
When Russia hosted the World Cup in 2018, it had to suspend normal visa rules for the tournament. Foreigners with tickets could enter visa-free, using a scheme called ‘Fan ID.’
Russia also had to do weird stuff to keep FIFA’s sponsors happy. For example, small shops near Fan Zones and stadiums could only sell Budweiser beer on match days.
So yes, FIFA absolutely does dictate conditions to host governments when it suits FIFA. Infantino pretending otherwise is nonsense.
🚨EMBARRASSING: Trump’s billionaire buddy, Knicks owner James Dolan canceled the Knicks watch party tonight, AND LIED claiming Mayor Mamdani refused to approve more than 1,000 fans.
Turns out DOLAN HIMSELF requested allowance for up to 999 people on the permit application according to the NYPD.
Here’s Dolan caught on tape ADMITTING his screen could only be seen by 1,000 people.
Mamdani approved exactly what he asked for. Dolan is a liar.👇🏼
This is Trump’s Watergate.
Today, the @nytimes released a truly stunning report on the Epstein cover-up by the White House.
Collusion, breaking the law, evading subpoenas—it’s all in there:
- Trump quashing the files
- The VP, COS, DOJ, FBI, and others colluding in the Situation Room to stop their release and compliance
- Officials lying to the public
- Admin in-fighting and exits
- Officials who appeared in front of Congress during this time
Read the report here: https://t.co/prgyF2Isfg
@BrennpunktUA@markrudolph2701 Da kommt nichts.
Trump hat den Krieg verloren, das wurde ihm intern klar gemacht und ihm fehlt intern die Unterstützung. Er wird irgend ein schlechten Deal finden und das als großen Sieg darstellen, wie sein großes Idol Putin.
Did America not realise that the ‘soccer’ World Cup would involve people from all over the world visiting?
Is it the Baseball ‘World Series’ that has confused them?
No, sweetie.
Donetsk was a city of a million roses when its own Ukrainian flag flew above it.
Back then, it was also the fastest-growing and most rapidly prospering city in Ukraine -- home to what was the finest regional airport in Eastern Europe, one of the world's best football stadiums, a state-of-the-art railway terminal, and one of the cleanest, best-maintained cities in the region.
Its elites were running Kyiv, and every time I visited Donetsk as a student, riding the famous trolleybus Route No. 2 through the city, I was amazed by how many new office buildings were appearing, how much money was flowing into the city, and how many international companies were opening their doors there.
Fifteen years ago, to us kids from Donbas, Donetsk felt like the center of the universe because it had everything one could possibly dream of. It was a young city of universities and libraries, where the overwhelming majority of boys and girls from across Donbas went to study, including those from my own small hometown an hour away by bus.
Names like Liverpool or Detroit Rock City may mean nothing to you, but our Ukrainian Donetsk was a city of great rock clubs and unforgettable concerts. We traveled there to see Western bands perform.
We bought rock merchandise at the legendary Right House store near Krytyi Market. Scorpions, Rihanna, and Beyoncé performed at the famous Donbass Arena. Schoolchildren from across Donbas were bused in to watch Shakhtar Donetsk matches. The city even had a famous monument to The Beatles.
It was a city where we sang songs on guitars in its beautifully maintained parks and along the Kalmius embankment before heading out to buy the famous "green Donetsk burgers." Our older friends moved there after graduation, formed rock bands, recorded full albums, and held wedding celebrations in the squares around Donbas Arena. We traveled there to visit the legendary Radio Market in search of films, music, and books.
And then you arrived.
And you turned the wealthiest, most prosperous Ukrainian city into a piece of shit.
You deceived many of its people with sweet promises of Russian oil-fueled prosperity broadcast from television screens, but what you brought instead was war.
You transformed a thriving city into a criminal wasteland ruled by ethnic gangs from Russia, into a kingdom of Stalinist terror straight out of the 1930s, complete with torture chambers in the infamous Izolyatsia prison camp. You turned the magnificent Donetsk Airport into lifeless gray rubble, while the vast stands of Donbas Arena have spent a second decade slowly being reclaimed by weeds instead of hosting Champions League finals and Metallica concerts.
You swept away an entire generation of the city's men through your forced mobilization and threw them against Ukrainian machine guns until there were barely enough people left to keep basic municipal services running. Because of you, prosperous Donetsk became a withered desert without reliable water, because your war destroyed the canal system that carried water from the Siverskyi Donets River into Donbas. For years now, people have lived with chronic water shortages and have been reduced shitting into plastic bags forever.
You dragged Donetsk back like seventy years in time. You turned it into a depressed backwater, devoid of hope and future. Even ten years ago, tens of thousands of people, the most active, the most talented, the most entrepreneurial, fled the city and found refuge in Kyiv and elsewhere in Ukraine. Many of them still remember our Donetsk with tears in their eyes, the Donetsk that existed before the arrival of the "Russian World."
You transformed it into something that even my pro-Russian acquaintances are shocked to see when they return after years of occupation.
It was you who trampled the million roses of our Ukrainian Donetsk into shit beneath the tracks of your tanks and the boots of your death troops, turning them into a foul swamp of death and despair.
And that stain will forever remain on the conscience of fascist Russia, which brings nothing but destruction, decay, and death wherever it goes.