The new “special envoys” to Ukraine, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
The new “special envoys” to Ukraine, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
Putin’s pander, Donald Trump, has sent his son-in-law Jared and the real-estate agent Steve Witkoff as “special envoys” to visit Kiev, after first passing – once again – through the master of Moscow and receiving his instructions.
This is an insult to the Ukrainian People and its State. They have not been sent as “peacemakers”, according to the mendacious and propagandistic banner with which they were welcomed at Moscow airport (as if Muscovy wanted peace, after having started its war of aggression!), but to obtain the surrender of Ukraine, or at least to cause its demoralization and in the process obtain information for the Putin-Trump aggressor tandem.
These “envoys” of Putin-Trump are as good friends and trustworthy to Ukraine as they were to Prince Hamlet the spies Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, envoys and agents in the service of murderous King Claudius of Denmark, in order to wheedle and ultimately harm the Prince.
Unlike the deceptive welcome banner they had in Moscow, in Kiev they should have received these characters while wearing T-shirt saying:
Welcome Rosencrantz and Guildenstern!
Are you coming because you’ve already learned to play (us) the pipe?
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Hamlet: Will you play upon this pipe? [...] ‘Tis as easy as lying; govern these ventages with your finger and thumb, give it breath with your mouth, and it will discourse most eloquent music. Look you, these are the stops.
Guildenstern: But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony; I have not the skill.
Hamlet: Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me. (W. Shakespeare; ‘Hamlet, Prince of Denmark’, III, ii, 373/96.)
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