An interesting situation in Georgia (the country in the Caucasus region, not the U.S. state). Many of its people don’t want to know who is paying to influence them. From Stephen Karganovic at strategic-culture.su:
Time will tell what measures the Georgian authorities will employ to ensure the integrity of their country, Stephen Karganovic writes.
Extraordinary events are taking place in the streets of Tbilisi. Normally, agitated crowds should be demanding increased transparency in public affairs and access to all the facts they need to efficaciously exercise their civic duties. In Georgia, they want the opposite. The agitated crowd’s vociferous demand is for the facts to be withheld from them.
They are vigorously opposed to Parliament’s intention to enact a legal mechanism that would provide for the registration of foreign agents operating within the country. The legislation now before the Georgian Parliament, which a comfortable majority of the deputies support, would make available to the demonstrators and to all citizens of Georgia information about foreign financing sources of the “non-governmental organisations” that proliferate in Georgia. In that small country targeted for regime change by the collective West there are currently about 20,000 “NGOs,” a remarkable statistic by any measure. The demonstrators however adamantly refuse to know and they oppose that their fellow citizens should be allowed to find out what entities from abroad supply money and logistical assistance to those “NGOs.” Consequently, what they are actually opposing is public disclosure of the agenda those organisations promote and serve.
In simple terms, the demonstrators are saying, “Do not turn on the lights. We prefer to wander in the darkness and as in the current geopolitical confrontation our country is being strong-armed to take a stance disadvantageous to it we prefer that the Georgian government and the public should also roam in complete darkness.”
Comrade Stalin is from there.
The most badass peasant ever?
Some are happy with crumbs and being a peasant?
I don’t like the yellow rain on my leg being called rain.
Sheer will and brute force took Stalin all the way to the top.
No fate but what we make.
Breaking from Grimpen Mire:
Cross the Rubicon