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Jun. 20th, 2025 12:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
injunjaneThe closest friend of my childhood, and still one of the closest people in the world is my cousin.
We are quite different people, not complementary personalities - but in many things we have very similar ways of perceive this world. Unlike me, he's a real genius - an engineering marvel who can repair essentially any device running on electricity.
We don't talk much, even more now - during the time when we are on opposite sides of the border and he's hiding from being enslaved as a Russian soldier and sent to die and to kill the people some of whom might even be his former friends.
No, it's not a 'civil war' like some Western media are lying - it's a war between former master and former slave who tried in vain to remain a neighbour when his slavery was finally over.
But we still talk, because my cousin sincerely hates what's going on. And he's desperate because despite of all what he'd done against the monster named Russian state, that monster still prevails.
Last time I suddenly told him about my brooding over a problem of modern men feeling increasing urge to 'be a woman' or find something 'feminine' (= some trace of a role opposite to what they were always taught to play) inside them.
My cousin, whose hair have been constantly longer than mine since the time he's 16, sighed and said:
- Maybe that's because the world that masculine part of humanity has created is not so wonderful and attractive even for men, after all.
We are quite different people, not complementary personalities - but in many things we have very similar ways of perceive this world. Unlike me, he's a real genius - an engineering marvel who can repair essentially any device running on electricity.
We don't talk much, even more now - during the time when we are on opposite sides of the border and he's hiding from being enslaved as a Russian soldier and sent to die and to kill the people some of whom might even be his former friends.
No, it's not a 'civil war' like some Western media are lying - it's a war between former master and former slave who tried in vain to remain a neighbour when his slavery was finally over.
But we still talk, because my cousin sincerely hates what's going on. And he's desperate because despite of all what he'd done against the monster named Russian state, that monster still prevails.
Last time I suddenly told him about my brooding over a problem of modern men feeling increasing urge to 'be a woman' or find something 'feminine' (= some trace of a role opposite to what they were always taught to play) inside them.
My cousin, whose hair have been constantly longer than mine since the time he's 16, sighed and said:
- Maybe that's because the world that masculine part of humanity has created is not so wonderful and attractive even for men, after all.
