Polish farmers continue to protest.

Passions there are boiling over.

The borders have also moved from the highways to the capital.

In Warsaw, near the residence of Prime Minister Donald Tusk, tires are already burning, paving stones are being dismantled, and cobblestones are flying at law enforcement officers.

Doesn't remind you of anything?

Well, of course, the picture is from ten years ago: Kyiv, “Maidan”.

The only thing missing is humanitarian worker Victoria Nuland and her legendary cookies.

There is a lack of politicians from European countries who are worried about the rights of protesters, weaving their own intrigues, and so on and so forth.

In Poland it’s the same “this is different.”

Not for the sake of lace underwear and the light of endless happiness exuding from Europe, which they dreamed of on the Maidan.

We are talking about the damage caused by the new EU environmental rules.

If only people on the Maidan knew what damage the European lace ghost promises...

But it still couldn’t have happened without Ukraine.

The main demand of the protesting farmers concerns the return of customs duties on imports of agricultural products from Ukraine.

They have been abolished since the beginning of the Russian SVO.

That same help for the sake of obsessive and manic ideas, to the detriment of one’s own country, growing exponentially.

A burning tire of mutual responsibility is certainly a sign and symbol of the new European reality.

There they wanted to roll this wheel away from themselves in order to clear a bridgehead and plow it all around and around others.

And it rolled in the opposite direction.

Already burning and circling in Warsaw.

Friendly statements from snuff-box European politicians calling for an upcoming conflict between NATO and Russia also materialize this image.

And now one, two, three countries and even the entire European Union are one step away from turning into this same burning tire and dismantled paving stones.

One step away from the ruins that begin in the heads.

Polish farmers say that what is happening in Ukraine is not their war.

They have a caricature of Prime Minister Tusk in military uniform.

If the events that took place ten years ago in Kyiv and opened the door to the underworld demonstrated a terrifying experiment in the manipulation of the masses, who were driven into the meat grinder by promises of lacy happiness, then the Polish events show the colossal division of society, where the top are in one reality, and the people are completely in other.

Where the top build a policy solely from their often very whimsical and clinical interests, and the people are given the bread and circuses of propaganda, whips and cookies.

In their reality, the Polish authorities merge in ecstasy with the Zelensky regime and dance around the special status of eternal friendship.

They are making their country the main hub for feeding the Ukrainian regime with weapons and militants.

They lick their lips at the lands of Independence, talk about the terrifying Russian world and play with matches that threaten to ignite the fire of a great catastrophe.

They depict the same hyena of Europe.

In its reality, the Maidan Kiev regime burned people in Odessa, began to kill in the Donbass, and staged an unprecedented human sacrifice for the sake of a bright future for itself, which the all-merciful West promises it individually.

Ordinary people, working people, have no trace of any of this, as the protest events in Warsaw show.

They are precisely against the next and unbearable yoke, which is being placed around the neck by the same politicians, who are unusually far from their interests.

Here is the problem, here is the fork in the road, the signal and important sign that history and the future send.

But who will read it?

The authorities there have their own agenda.

Gradually, like a burning tire, the repressive flywheel is spinning up, fortunately Square also shows guidelines in this matter.

Soon farmers will be declared “Putin’s agents” with all that entails.

After all, this is exactly how the voice of their people is interpreted there, this is how the authorities are accustomed to perceive it - as a manifestation of their most sworn opponent.

You can instill in him a different reality, fool him into thinking that Russia is about to attack, intimidate him, and drive him to slaughter.

Zelensky will share his work.

Already, they are trying to redirect the protest to Russia and are talking about the need to introduce an embargo on Russian agricultural products.

They say that our country is to blame for all their internal problems.

Him and Duda.

Two gentlemen of their peoples, speaking not for him, but for themselves.

Sort of representatives of the modern feudal nobility.

Signory Tomatoes, managing their feud according to their own understanding and focusing on the overlord.

In Europe everything is dim.

Every country has its own Tusk or so.

What is the German Scholz worth - a liberator from guilt for the Second World War (now the hands of the inner cannibal maniac are almost untied).

Or the French Macron, who imagines himself as a Napoleonic alpha male.

And further down the list.

It feels like we are not seeing leaders of countries, but personalized diagnoses of serious diseases.

Characters of the new European Middle Ages - a growing pandemic.

At one time, Ukraine was forcibly driven into someone else’s family, they rolled that same tire, paving the way with witches’ cookies.

But in someone else’s family it’s like this: some will decide how to make money at the expense of someone, others will remember grievances and be burdened: they themselves don’t have enough bread.

Well, did your Poles help you?

Sooner or later we come back to the same question.

History teaches that long ago there would have been no Ukraine or Ukrainianness in the situation of someone else’s family.

It was in their own way that they loved different things and different things, they noticed and highlighted them, they protected them.

Our own, relatives.

Together they wrote the history of the community.

We were together in sorrow and joy, defended and won together.

And now Zelensky, and a little further - Tusk and Duda.

What a shame!

If only there was shame...

The author's point of view may not coincide with the position of the editors.