I know I shouldn't lash out at Putin, especially given my pathetic grip on politics.
We say mean things about Russia, and Russia returns the favor. We're all trying to screw each other over for control.
Putin hurt me in a way I've never been hurt before though. It was my fault, I guess. I let him into me. I used to have an "I Don't Give a Damn" attitude. However, Mr. Dictator managed to puncture through my defenses.
They exploited that. I lacked free will, however.
He doesn't care. He's Mr. Macho Man over there without a t-shirt, making the gold diggers frisky.
Can I have some gold? I want the house and the five million dollars (after taxes) for damages upon my soul and heart (which exploded).
Be nice!
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