“I mentioned the serious war crimes in Bucha and other locations and stressed that all those responsible have to be brought to justice,” Nehammer said in a statement.
This still leaves or open who committed the war crimes. This statement could even be used in anti-Ukrainian propaganda.
Not that sowing division and election interference was ever not on their agenda.
Reckon the difference is that they are not attempting to be covert about it.
I expect they’ve never seen maternity hospitals, railway stations, water treatment plants and distribution systems, theatres, or nuclear power plants, either. What they don’t understand, they attack.
(/s or not /s ?)
Some days ago I saw the same story about Russians not knowing flush toilets and using them to wash potatoes that I had heard about (post-) WW2 Russians in Germany as a kid. Either Russians are really bad at toilet technology or that story just fits a popular narrative.
It’s mainly about income. If you can’t afford indoor plumbing, it’s all about outhouses and pit toilets in some areas of eastern Europe. Been there, done that.
According to several different sources I’ve seen the first toilet paper factory in the USSR wasn’t built until 1969, which is 8 years after they put the first man in space. So it’s all about the priorities I guess.
Soviet bidets are objects of beauty.
The first thing you clock is that the bathroom’s about the size of an aircraft hangar. Slate tile floor, chrome fittings and fixtures, expensive curved-glass shower with a bar-stool and some kind of funky robot arm to scoosh the water-jet right up your fanny—like an expensive private surgery rather than a temple of hygiene. About the stainless steel manacles bolted to the wall and floor inside the shower cubicle we’ll say no more. It is apparent that for every euro the late Michael Blair, esq., spent on his front hall, he spent ten on the bathroom. But that’s just the beginning, because beyond the shower and the imported Japanese toilet seat with the control panel and heated bumrest, there stands a splendid ceramic pedestal of a sink—one could reasonably accuse the late Mr. Blair of mistaking overblown excess for good taste—and then a steep descent into lunacy. Mikey, as you knew him before he became (the former) Prisoner 972284, is lying foetal on the floor in front of some kind of antique machine the size of a washer/dryer. It’s clearly a plumbing appliance of some kind, enamelled in pale green trimmed with chrome, sprouting pipes capped with metal gauges and thumb-wheels that are tarnished down to their brass cores, the metal flowers of a modernist ecosystem. The letters CCCP and a red enamel star feature prominently on what passes for a control panel. Mikey is connected to the aforementioned plumbing appliance by a sinuous, braided-metal pipe leading to a chromed tube, which is plugged straight into his—
Stross, Charles. Rule 34 (Halting State Book 2) (pp. 8-9). Penguin Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.
[goes off to get more JB Weld; some kapton tape…]
Thanks for the hot tip!
Or that there’s organized suppressive fire, absent the air cover those fleeing doubtless need but are unlikely to get.
There is a considerable risk that Western politicians (out of power) will goad other Western politicians (in power) into a direct conflict just by accusing them of being “weak,” which is a thing politicians love to say about each other 
