“An appeaser is one who feeds a crocodile, hoping it will eat him last.”
– Winston Churchill
U.S. ‘continues to betray Ukraine’ and ‘deceive itself about Russia’: Lt. Col. Vindman
Dear Ukrainians,
We are sorry to inform you… that while you’ve been bleeding for democracy, we’ve been busy auditioning new management here in the United States.
Unfortunately, it seems we didn’t switch to a South African management team with its own brand of chaos. No. We are still under Russian control, courtesy of the man we somehow allowed to waltz back into the White House: Donald J. Trump.
Yes, it’s true. The American president—supposed leader of the “free world”—is now openly practicing the political version of groveling yoga in front of Vladimir Putin. Limber, compliant, and spineless. He has reduced U.S. foreign policy to a single, humiliating question: “What will Daddy Putin allow me to say today?”
You buried your children, your mothers, your brothers. Cities burned. The world watched. And instead of honor, what you now get is betrayal disguised as “peace talks.”
Trump calls it pragmatism, but we know better: it’s capitulation. Neville Chamberlain would be blushing in his grave at how quickly and cheaply Trump is ready to sell you out.
Let’s talk facts—since America used to care about those. The Russian economy? About the size of Italy’s, and shrinking faster than a cheap T-shirt in a hot dryer.
Ukraine has already destroyed tens of thousands of Russian troops, obliterated tanks, and humiliated the so-called “second-best army in the world.” Russia is bleeding.
All Europe needs to do is pool its wealth—establish a fund, purchase weaponry (and yes, you’re welcome to buy American, it keeps our factories busy), and pour it into Ukrainian hands.
With the U.S. still providing unmatched intelligence support, Putin would be forced into the only peace that means anything: withdrawal.
But Trump? He’d rather you hand Moscow the keys to Kyiv, a bouquet of roses, and maybe a box of chocolates. He calls it “ending the war.”
History calls it appeasement. We call it an engraved invitation to the next, bigger war.
And yes, Americans feel déjà vu. We promised you protection when you gave up your nukes. Then we blinked under Obama.
Then we half-hearted it again under Biden. And now Trump has gone full Stockholm Syndrome with Putin.
You ask us why. We ask ourselves the same thing.
What kompromat keeps him leashed? Embarrassing videos? Money-laundering receipts? A contract scrawled in blood? No one in the U.S. press seems brave enough to ask.
We know this much: Putin owns him. Not in theory. Not in metaphor. He owns him the way a mob boss owns a debt-ridden casino.
Trump does Putin’s bidding, even if it means spitting on the graves of Americans who fought and died in World War II.
Imagine telling those soldiers that the president of the United States would one day kneel before Moscow while calling it patriotism.
So yes, Ukrainians, we owe you an apology. Not the polite, diplomatic kind. The real kind. We’re sorry you have to keep dying while America plays out its reality show version of democracy, where the leading man isn’t even pretending to be on your side.
But also know this: there are millions of us here who refuse to bow, who refuse to forget the lessons of history, who refuse to believe that Putin is inevitable.
We believe in you. We know appeasement is suicide, and that the only way to peace is through Russian defeat.
So keep fighting. Keep demanding what is yours. Don’t let Trump’s groveling confuse the matter.
The American people may be hostage to one man’s slavish obsession with Putin, but history has already chosen sides. And history will not forgive capitulation.
With grim humor and honest rage,
The United States of America (the part still resisting foreign management)
yours truly,
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