MOTHER: Why has it been so long since you responded? Are you really in training exercises?
SON: Mama, I’m no longer in Crimea. I’m not in training sessions.
MOTHER: Where are you then? Papa is asking whether I can send you a parcel.
SON: What kind of a parcel, Mama, can you send me?
MOTHER: What are you talking about? What happened?
SON: Mama, I’m in Ukraine. There is a real war raging here. I’m afraid. We are bombing all of the cities together, even targeting civilians. We were told that they would welcome us, and they are falling under our armored vehicles, throwing themselves under the wheels and not allowing us to pass. They call us fascists. Mama, this is so hard.
https://news.yahoo.com/mama-hard-read-final-messages-201610726.html
Well, that certainly sounds totally real and not at all like something somebody made up for propaganda purposes at the UN!
The ambassador is an enterprising and giving soul. On the side, to earn a few extra dollars for war orphans he sells bridges at cost.
Good thing we have screenshots of cellphones that are impossible to fake to help us get at the truth of this mess.
A Ukranian diplomat? Why would he engage in propaganda at a time like this?
Snicker. It’s adorable how amateurish this is. I think it comes from societies without much experience in advertising.