In Tuapse, a Rising
Maybe, just maybe, when the story of the demise of Vladimir Putin and Dmitri Medvedev is written, the story will begin: “It all started in Tuapse.”
This utterly charming hamlet by the sea (if you’ve not been, you should) rose defiantly to spit in the eye of Putin and Medvedev once again last week. After the jump, photographs from the scene tell the tale better than any words could do.
More than two thousand brave Russian citizens poured into the streets, heedless of the Kremlin’s threats and its jackbooted thugs called “policeman” and demanded that their government stop killing them, slowing poisoning their environment with toxic chemicals as if their lives did not matter.
One protester declared: “We address those troublemakers and environmental racketeers and those who sponsor them: Stop causing a nightmare for our terminal! Think about where your children and grandchildren will work, and whether life be sufficient for all of us”
We can’t help but wonder: How long before the same happens in Sochi?