Swriting as a substitute action, relieving a bad conscience, silence out of desperation because you can’t find the words, at least talk if you’re not willing to take any risks yourself. I have no idea about the war, I’ve never been to a war, it’s TV pictures from the Tagesschau or CNN. I’m not an urban warfare expert.
What I can tell is what Ukrainian cities were before the Russian troops raided them. I witnessed the hijacking of the Donetsk administration building on Easter 2014. Colorful people, in ridiculous Cossack gear, barricaded behind picturesquely stacked barricades. The masterminds from Moscow have reported proudly and in detail how professionally they took the city by surprise and took it into their power – a city of over a million inhabitants with an opera, a stadium and the logos of companies from all over the world on the main brochure. That was once.