"Those are his hollow words..."

----With reference to Putin stated by Viktor Yushchenko (fmr. President of Ukraine)

How do free people feel? Who is free? Who recognizes their freedom? Do we use our free-will, purposefully? How much do we care about other's freedom? Others having choices?

My absolute knowing is: Anything that inhibits an individual's freedom of speech, is a sin against anything divine. It is a sin against all humanity.

I listened to a free man in our country. An acquaintance of mine for over 25 years last week deemed that Putin is right in putting reporters in jail for 15 years for what he claims as false reporting. He truly believes that Russia has not killed civilians. That the videos, the reporting we are receiving are all totally false. In fact, he is so sure that the virus was a non-issue as well.

Yet, he has no military experience, not ever had to fight for his life. Not in the least connected to the medical field. Nor has he had to deal with any civil rights of his being violated.

He hasn't worked for our government, not even in the private sector. He thinks he is genetically gifted and anyone who isn't, is somehow lesser.

He apparently believes, that the people are better off being ruled in an authoritarian manner. He owns his own business. He's white, heterosexual, and is what some may interpret as a desired masculine looking man. He lives comfortably.

Any person partaking in the thinking that people cannot know how to choose, so they must be owned, enslaved. Those people thinking that way are warped. They are the guard we need to thwart and squeeze out of our leadership positions.

As well, we need to not banter with them. Yet, we need to demonstrate that they are incorrect in their thinking. We need to transform any of that indifference to other's plights by role-modeling in kindness yet in genuine sincerity.

We must consider, that those who perpetuate such ideas, as the others 'who are not genetically gifted, that therefore they are the lesser'. That thinking is a deadly proposition for humanity to peacefully and truly transition into more of a free world.

What those who are biased cannot envision, aside from tremendous suffering... Now in this current situation. Those and well all of us must now know, "The bell is tolling for all of us."----Viktor Yushchenko (fmr. President of Ukraine)---- Jody-Lynn Reicher

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