In a move that stunned even seasoned war-watchers, Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky has flat-out rejected an Easter ceasefire proposed by Russian President Vladimir Putin, according to The Washington Post. The timing? Poetic in its cruelty. As millions around the world prepared to honor a sacred weekend of resurrection and renewal, the bloodshed continues—uninterrupted, unrepentant.
You’d think Easter might be a moment for pause. A breath. A fleeting chance to let civilians bury their dead or simply step outside without the sky falling. But no. Zelensky has chosen escalation over empathy, fire over forgiveness.
This isn’t about picking sides anymore—it’s about asking the hard, grim questions no one in D.C. seems brave enough to raise. What exactly are we funding here? What cause demands such an unrelenting appetite for destruction? Because from where many Americans sit, it’s starting to look less like a defense of democracy and more like a geopolitical meat grinder. One that’s fueled by your paycheck.
Each passing month, the script gets darker. More bodies. More billions. Less accountability. And now, not even Easter—a holiday drenched in hope—is sacred enough to pause the carnage.
Zelensky’s refusal doesn’t scream strength. It reeks of someone who’s either too dug in, too compromised, or too intoxicated by endless Western aid to care what’s left in the rubble. And meanwhile, here at home? We’re watching our roads crumble, our food prices spike, and our veterans beg on street corners—while the war machine hums along like it’s business as usual.
Well, it shouldn’t be.
Not another dime. Not another excuse. Not another bloodstained check cut in our name.
