Katya’s story is a useful one for being able to tell which’re the Reasons that Must not be Named

Aus has a tendency of sweeping things under the rug (being literally a country founded for the sole purpose of being Britain’s dusty rug for undesirables]

This report is the only one who identifies her sex as being relevant to her demise

& damn right it is

Katyusha was a baby millenial >unsurprising that her health unravelled even more rapidly than the generational average of 27. Switching to clogged Western food from pristine Rus. goodness must’ve done her no favours either. I started experiencing mild physical +serious social fatigue (signs of progressing AI) already 4 years after arriving here~ just like her

On top of health her issue was cash. By switching to the Aussie flag she lost her rus. skater salary. Once she quit competing for OZ~=double trouble as whichever sponsorhip she was running on here must’ve stopped as well. Wild guess that it could’ve been an Aboriginal one (in that case i’d forgive her very, very mildly Native partner for harping on about it like we were blind to his near total white-ness. U really gotta be barrel-scraping with his what ?1/64?1/125?? )

Covid trapped her in Moscow. While russians’re lucky in not facing being homeless generally, ( [she could always live in her mother’s flat, i guess) that metropolis runs on sky-high living cost> after unsuccessful travails into coaching +TV work, poor girl was reduced to that pit of pits {stripping}. Which is depressing enough on its’ own, without the added doom of facing a lifetime of epileptic fits & not being able to go with her calling, which consumed her life since 4 y.o. & provided that addictive adrenaline + steely focus Olympic athletes struggle without, when quitting. Add on not being able to bank on her newly minted citizenship in the country she single-handedly put on the Ice Map, as big island barred itself off for untold period of time

Aside from the list of rational reasons, there could’ve been one other….


after a lengthy foray into brainwashing about chemical imbalances we’ve been treated to an admission that 1/3 of clinical depressive cases stem from the above (caused by omni-present AI}. Specifically it can manifest in short-acting suicidal fits, which come on&pass so fast that u might change mind before u finish soaping that rope

Unfortunately for Katen’ka ,she had a method available which required 0 prep. She stepped off a 6th storey ledge after writing a single-word note, not even specifying whom it is she stated she loved

i’m all for rational self-ethnanausia, but my deduction leads me to believe that this was not a case of that. Apart from identifying w. her heavily .`i’m also bummed out about 2 things:

1)she is someone i could’ve helped in deed, if i’d only known. I’m suitably equipped in quite a few things relevant to her case. She’s the last of the Mohicans of my generation going by her DOB & the separation of young lasses of the sort who gets lost in the shuffle`is achingly saddening

2) i really liked her pairing. I must be able to connect w. skaters to enjoy the work,& she +Harley were charmers w. a wonderful friendly chemistry& ability to interpret music. (They used lyrics on 2 occasions, which nobody in pairs does). HERE’S them rocking it to Adele

3) Harley’s a likable kid w. quality blading goods,but the Rus. door is closed to him now. Russkies’re superstitious, > 👩🏼‍🌾there is no way in hell another partner from there ‘ll touch him w. a Zamboni now

Making Males fan those Tails

oh, if I OnLy had a tail……🤞

Russia’s Alexander Abt in action during his free programme (Photo by Tony Marshall/EMPICS via Getty Images)

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Does mah tail look big in this?

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mine is THIS big✨

WitchWind once suggested that if we MUST keep the less fine half of the species around :

let’s make ‘e m dig ditches ~`~as a way of expending energy in order to have none left to engage in Man-Crazy. Well, my peeps’ve devised another strategy to keep the select few blokes occupied &us suitably gratified.  Play to their InnerPeacock.  isn’t that exactly what the pics above makes you think of?

Specifically – put them on blades on a cold, slippery rink<<>make’em dance for their supper


*% & what a tough supper it is. Lotsa excruciating man-pain concealed beneath the glamour. It’s a brutal, anguish-ridden discipline. Reminiscent of the lady-world

What a beaut` of an idea, i say! But it’s gotta be limited to the dishy ones, who can rock them sparkles. Homely ones  —  to march off to join the ditch crowd.

Albeit, the real dilemma here is

………..how do we sort out the ditch-diggers from the future frosted cupcakes) when  the Skater Boyz gotta start training from 4-6 y.o.? That’s a toughie right there

Sometimes they start out fug


& only end up fugger . +_worse yet _ turn into impossibly unself-conscious dorks

like so



Others – >well, puberty can throw a real curveball. They may start wrapped in a chubby  teen cocoon


then out pops the Pwetty Butterfly

Drat! Woulda almost handed the kiddo a shovel early on there# Then woulda missed out on this mastery

So the real dilemma have here is

………..how do we sort out the ditch-diggers from the future frosted cupcakes) when they the Skater Boyz gotta start training from 4-6 y.o.? That’s a toughie right there

Well , an easy-peasy-russian*easy case began like this

then kept up the angelic adorkability like so

& sometimes they can turn out a bit like,,,,hmmm. Well, it still gets the earthly delight + indelible arthouse juices running    . ho-hum.

See the source image

This one was an Avant-Garde introvert.  I felt transported to the forest with fawns along w. him

Oh, to dig , or not to dig that ditch? Or to make them take on the slings & arrows of outrageous fortune of the Ice World?

Thein lies the question …



All 3 of the non-ditch-Digger candidates ‘re pure blood Russian skaters from the 90s-naughties era. Utterly incredible in their own way & all elbowed outa the way to make room for the Jew-boy in the 1st images |who must’ve gotten beaten by the ugly + uncreative stick until it broke| were elbowed by the Russian Skating Federation  , which chose to throw resources + public opinion behind Emperor’s New Yid.   Pretty-boy no. 1 { the above in black sparkle} succeeded  only cause he hid behind the fur-coat of a Jew-coach \Can’t beat ’em? Join ’em, u know

Sadly, this points to my sub-section of Euros to be also under the white-passing Jew spell (ie. – the real ‘whites” running the globe)

Ideally, however; I’d take Dog-Crazy over Man-Crazy  ANY DAY. 

  1. they ‘re reliably cute from day 1 WITHOUT ANY SPARKLES


2) we have the mighty Victoria Stillwell to take it on