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This is devastating. There’s no other word for it.
As Ukraine’s power grid endures relentless Russian strikes, anti-corruption investigators uncovered a $100 million kickback scheme inside the state energy sector - money stolen from projects meant to fortify and repair the very systems keeping Ukrainians safe and alive.
People in power saw opportunity where there should have been only duty.
This is the near unbearable paradox of my support for Ukraine. I have always believed in the cause, in the courage of those who refuse to kneel, but I have never been blind to the challenges within.
There has long been an intentional effort - by propagandists, opportunists, and the useful idiots - to collapse support for Ukraine into personal loyalty to Zelenskyy. It is a strategic disinformation tactic designed to corrode clarity.
When the world is convinced that Zelenskyy is Ukraine, the moment he falters, faith in the country falters with him. Thus the corruption of one man or one circle becomes the indictment of an entire people. It’s a purposeful slow erosion of credibility and compassion.
And the disillusionment spreads outward until the cause itself feels tainted.
The tactic doesn’t need to destroy the country militarily, it only needs to make its supporters lose heart.
The tragedy is that when the world confuses the government for the nation, it’s those people who pay the price for someone else’s corruption.
But Ukraine is not one man.
She is the millions of ordinary people who have refused to surrender.
My support of Ukraine has never meant faith in power or politicians. It has always been belief in the people. It has meant defending a country’s right to exist while demanding it rise to meet its own ideals.
Ukraine’s fight has tragically never been only against Russia’s aggression, but also against the shadows within that would hollow out victory from the inside.
The darkness now covering Ukraine is literal and symbolic - born from missiles and from moral failure alike.
Yet amid it, the light that endures is not political.
It’s the defender on the front fighting against the invader, the medic working to save lives until she collapses from exhaustion, the journalist exposing hard truths and demanding accountability, the volunteer delivering aid to the least fortunate and the most vulnerable, and the mother carrying her child down the stairs to safety under bombardment whispering 'all will be okay.'
That is Ukraine.
And that freedom - messy, imperfect, human freedom - is still worth supporting and defending.