Learning Ukrainian

Aiming to be about seventy-five years younger than when I last saw her two years ago, I’ve also taken to learning Ukrainian.

A New Language for a New Life

The Hun, who the British Establishment insists does not exist, never worked or did anything, has been picking up the language spoken by the Ukrainians.

Limited knowledge of Serbian is helpful in the process although there are some notable differences of pronunciation between the two Slavic languages. Apart from that, there are two types of the Serbian e pronunciation, one largely corresponding to the Ukrainian form, the other to the Russian. As for the formation of the various cases of nouns in masculine, feminine and neuter, there appears to be quite a lot in common.

Of-course this is going to take time, but seeing that a rejuvenation process is also underway – mentioned elsewhere in other Party pages – time seems to be playing in my favour. In fact, once Mädel has achieved her primary task in Germany, which is to shut down the EU, should she then sneak out unobserved and join me (it won’t be in the British Isles), I want to surprise her with the appearance of a man much younger than he was when she last saw him!

The Pathway to the Swamp

Currently there is a war ongoing between Russia and Ukraine, and I’ve been trying to present the case of the original Kyivan Church of all the Rus which had its origins in the land of the Ukrainians and has been the object of a convoluted attempt going back centuries to replace it with the power of the Kremlin.

If Moscow goes the way the Swamp went, this would mean selling out to a group of western circles attempting to further their own imperial agendas even to the point of trying to sacrifice the ecclesia of the entire Rus family of nations. These people would be prepared to make a burnt sacrificial offering of Ukraine (a holocaust) in return for what the Kremlin can offer in the form of carbon power, that is, fuel.

Falling Is Not an Option

Common to the Serbs and the Rus is that each have their own spiritual Mother and their own Church, with the difference that the latter are comprised of various nations, each of these represented by their own heavenly Child. If the Ukrainian Child whose capital is Kyiv fell, with him falls the entire Church of all the Rus nations, and his spiritual Mother loses. If this happens, Russia loses too, along with Belarus.

The phrase: Mi smo ratovali protiv srpskoga (svoga) naroda I prodali se smo svojim zapadnim padrinima (godfathers), would, tragically, be the prevailing tune in the Kremlin were it to accept the offer of British chickens who at this point in time are acting as power brokers in the US presidential election. The only difference in the phrase would be: Mi smo ratovali protiv ukrajinskoga naroda whereas the rest of the phrase would remain identical*.

At this point we might as well contemplate the blatant evident: according to some people in financial and political circles, the West needs the Kremlin in order to ‘save the EU and the City banking system’ by way of constant oil and gas supplies at relatively low prices and by offering lucrative contracts to western firms to rebuild Russia’s ailing and battered carbon industry.

*These phrases are directly from the Hun’s vocabulary and are not the fruit of google translations, although I do make use of online translations to learn Ukrainian.

F. Fort Knox!

No longer interested in the five kilos of gold and the bunch of keys to a castle on the Rhine, I’m looking forward to the day I’ll be sitting on a train listening to Cossack music and beating a tambourine, while Angela, seated to my left with a satchel containing pens and crayons on her lap, will be looking out of the window smiling.

A cottage with a thatched roof and a nice garden with some orchards will do fine. Alexandra’s been informed, I think she might be interested, so all Mädel still needs do in Germany is to shut down the European Union. Rather that than the sacrifice of Ukraine. Слава Україні!

Here is today’s Party musical presentation.