Though Lukashenko is not seeking any prize, he stands to share in the biggest prize of all, of peace in Europe.
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The decision by the Nobel Foundation to disinvite the Ambassadors of Iran, Russia and Belarus from their Stockholm knees-up shows just what a contemptible outfit it is.
Iran was targeted ostensibly because that country has been subjected to recent rioting. Yet not only are mass riots a feature of daily life in France and the U.S., but Stockholm has become one of the world’s most deadly cities as both bomb and hand grenade attacks are daily features of that failed state proving, if proof were needed, that it is one rule for NATO’s satrapies and quite another for countries like Iran that NATO and its Israeli side kick have targeted for conquest.
Russia is hardly worth mentioning, except to note that the Scandinavians in general and the Swedes in particular, have a long-standing visceral hatred for Russia and all things Russian. It was this racist hatred of Russia that stopped Tolstoy being awarded their Nobel Prize for Literature on many occasions and it is that same criminal hatred that explains not only this nonsensical ambassadorial apartheid but many of their former actions, including their central role in Operation Barbarossa, the efforts by Hitler’s German and Scandinavian forces to exterminate White Russians from the face of the earth.
Sweden was, of course, an active collaborator in that campaign and its ball bearings were essential to the Panzers’ Eastward trust and Norway has kindly inflicted on the world the word Quisling, which perfectly describes their actions then and now. Although the old quip that Norway surrendered to the Nazis in a week, Denmark in a day and Sweden by a telephone call has some validity in it, very many Scandinavians did fight very bravely in that war.
In the uniform of the Waffen SS where Waffen SS Nordland and 5th Wiking Waffen SS, both led by the legendary Felix Steiner, were amongst the fiercest and very best of that infamous grouping. Although Steiner is best remembered now in Downfall (Der Untergang) as the Cool Hand Luke, whose attack was supposed to relieve Berlin even as Hans Krebs had a slow moving breakdown in front of Hitler, it should be noted that Steiner was so important to the Reich that he and his men were sprung from the Courland Pocket, the last major Wehrmacht army to lay down their arms and, as it were, to lie down like a Dane.
Or like a Quisling in Steiner’s case. Following Germany’s unconditional surrender, the CIA hired Steiner to help remilitarise Germany, resurrect the “good name” of the Waffen SS and to again target White Russia, to which we shall shortly return after seeing what Nordland’s Nobel lot had been up to when their Waffen SS heroes were running riot.
Although no Nobel Prizes were awarded during the Second World War, the Norwegians really upped their game afterwards. The mother of Abba star Anni-Frid Lyngstad was driven to her death by these brave Norwegians, all because her father had been a Wehrmacht soldier. The treatment these Nobel dispensing Norwegians gave Tyskerbarnas (or German children) is straight out of Hitler’s Kristallnacht or Zelensky’s Wikings, who, as I type, are cleansing convents of elderly nuns as Norway, Denmark and Sweden once again vent their ire at Russia, Iran and Belarus, which lost an incredible 25% of its entire citizenry and 85% of its productive capacity during Steiner’s Wiking onslaughts.
There are interviews in abundance with Belarusian President Lukashenko, where he quite rightly gets physically animated when the subject of The Great Patriotic War in Belarus is broached. And why wouldn’t he, as it would be impossible for him or any other Belarusian of his generation not to know scores of families who suffered unimaginable and unspeakable losses at the hands of Steiner’s Nordland and Wiking SS Divisions?
But Lukashenko is a monster and he plays ice hockey. Maybe so. Though Lukashenko made his capital city’s offices available for the Minsk Accord to be signed, instead of a Nobel or even Tipperary Peace Prize, all he got for that was NATO’s proverbial stab in the back, the deliberate sabotaging of that accord that could have brought peace in our time to Ukraine, had Hitler’s successors played honestly.
I know little about Lukashenko, except that he likes to feed Steven Segal carrots (which I presume are not genetically modified as Lukashenko does not live in Monsanto-occupied Ukraine). And were I to watch this NATO propaganda piece about a group of undercover French intelligence agents who infiltrated Belarus, I would know even less.
Despite its grating 1950s’ Freddy Flintstones soundtrack, this NATO attempt at a documentary has a number of noteworthy features, the chief of which is the incredible arrogance and narcissism of the French intelligence officers, one of whom was actually arrested in the criminal act of inciting a crowd of protesters and another two of whom were challenged for being obvious undercover agents in a Minsk pub but, unlike SAS assassin Robert Nairac in South Armagh, were allowed walk.
Although this shameful propagandas piece makes much of Lukashenko and Putin playing for the same team in an ice hockey match, it must be stressed that harmless gimmicks like that are what all politicians do and Putin and Lukashenko made a much better fist of it than Biden on his bike, or Blackface Trudeau showing off his socks with Irish Prime Minister Leo Varadkar, who made a show of himself in front of the British Royal Family failing to puck a sliotar, like any competent 7 year old Irish child, Royal Family member or Varadkar-despising Tipperary all Ireland champions can do with ease and aplomb, something that uncouth cur lacks in spades.
Russia, of course, is part of ice hockey’s Big Six and NATO marginalising them and their common national anthem from that great game is just a sign of the sickness that lies at the heart of NATO and everything it touches, from the International Ice Hockey Federation to the Nobel Prize.
These French intelligence officers unwittingly highlighted that sickness when they visited the massive CIA hub of Vilnius, which is only 170 km from Minsk, where they accompanied Tipperary Peace Prize recipient Sviatlana Tsikhanouskaya, “the Juan Guaidó pretend president in exile of Belarus” to the Russian Embassy where she joined her fellow Quislings in chanting support for Ukraine’s Azov Nazis showing, if proof were needed, that Steiner’s slaughter of Belarus has not yet ended.
Although the spirit of Steiner, of Waffen SS Nordland and 5th Wiking Waffen SS, all still live in the heart of the Nobel Foundation and similar outfits NATO has colonised, Lukashenko’s carrots and ice hockey show that a different spectre is also afoot, a spectre that draws its strength not only from the legendary anti-Nazi partisans of White Russia but from much deeper global yearnings for genuine peace, irrespective of NATO’s tinsel of the Nobel or Tipperary peace prizes.
Though Lukashenko is not seeking any prize (he seems happy enough with his ice hockey and his prize carrots), he stands to share in the biggest prize of all, of peace in Europe, brought about by the sacrifices of the Russian Armed Forces and its allies and supporters not only in all of Russia but in Steiner’s old stomping ground of White Russia as well. And that, given all Belarus has suffered, is something Lukashenko should be very proud of and happy with indeed.
