TWO HUNDRED DRONES. And almost no headlines.
Is Ukraine losing the battle for your attention?
Two hundred. Last night.
Over a capital of 3 million people in the biggest country in Europe.
I am not reheating old news. This happened less than 24 hours ago.
While Trump was in Canada praising Putin, saying Russia should be participating in that meeting, this same Russia launched one of the largest drone strikes ever against Ukraine.
Dozens dead.
Kindergartens. Dormitories. Residential towers.
Civilian buildings that are, as usual, Russia's favorite targets.
They target life. They spread terror.
And some newspapers didnβt even notice.
You're informed. You care about Ukraine, you cry with us.
But I totally understand if some of you are only knowing about it with these words here, or in the desperate notes I sent along the day.

We're losing the attention war.
We are disputing attention with TikTok dances. With celebrity gossip. With cute cats jumpingβ¦
Please, I love cats so much. You may remember my article about them. But thatβs just not the point here!
Iβm on this social media for a different reason:
Iβm here to dispute attention for my country.
To prevent Ukraine from disappearing.
To prevent my country from being vanished.
Because weβre being vanished. Day by day.
No Ukrainian knows if they will be the next. I donβt know if these will be my last words.
But I know that this people, this nation, will not see itself wiped off the earth in silence.
We will shout. We will share. We will speak.
Even if we annoy people. If we become the boring ones of the season.
Even if the war has become just another forgotten headline.
Another "fashionable cause" thatβs now "out of fashion."
Some people say: βUkraine is so 2022.β
But Ukraine is still here. Now.
And those who say that should know Ukraine can be anywhere.
I hate to be the messenger of bad news, but I feel it's a duty that I'm completely involved in and I am so engaged with.
Thanks to those of you who can afford a paid subscription to my writing, I can separate more time to dedicate to this Substack, which I am so involved in, so intensely connected to.
I put my heart, my soul, and parts of me I didn't even know I had into it.
For the past three years, Iβve been delivering food, driving trucks, baking bread, doing whatever I could to survive. Every kind of work is honorable. But right now, at this moment in my life and my country, there's nothing more important than to be here.
To tell you what I see and what I feel in this suffered and sometimes forgotten land.
To make sure I will not testify Ukraine losing the attention war without me doing nothing to reverse that.
So here we are.
And Iβve even launched a second journal: The Freedom Line.
Especially dedicated to you friends in the United States, so we can organize together in this shared battle against Trump and Putin, and share whatever ideas we consider important.
Here and there. There and here.
I donβt know if Iβll be able to handle both journals, but Iβll try the best I can.
Because I love writing.
I love to write to intelligent and kind people who know the right side of history.
Who choose conscience over convenience.
And I love life too much to let evil win without a fight.
Itβs insane to live like that.
Itβs getting very painful to keep doing it. But somehow, inside all that pain, thereβs also a strange kind of beauty.
The beauty of trying to make someone on the other side of the planet understand why a country theyβve never been to matters.
And itβs not comfortable for me, but I will keep doing it.
Because this is a world where everything is a battle for attention.
Everything.
I know what Iβm saying, because Iβm in it.
Iβm competing for your attention too.
And I feel, every day, how easily things are forgotten.
Itβs hard. But giving up is not an option.
Because this country matters, and words carry it forward.
Ukraine isnβt far away.
Ukraine is wherever someone refuses to forget.
And the simple fact you are here means that youβre already resisting the algorithm.
And you have no idea how much that means.
Youβre not just a reader.
Youβre part of the memory that keeps this country alive.
And even if Ukraine loses the attention war, I'd be honored to lose in your company.
Because we are not fighting this war for a victory at whatever cost.
We are here to stay in dignity.
No matter what happens next.
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Weβre still here with you.