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Christian B. Malaparte

Christian B. Malaparte is a freelance writer mainly engaged in debunking the misrepresentation of facts in the mainstream media. He was in Donbass from the outbreak of hostilities in April 2014 until February 2015, and reported in real time the shelling of civilian homes in Kramatorsk and Donetsk by the Ukrainian Armed Forces. He currently resides in Russia.
Christian B. Malaparte has written 29 posts for Christian B. Malaparte

The Stooge and the Statesman

If your bubble has burst, you can hardly listen to him through to the end. And if you somehow succeed you will develop an increased awareness of his deception. And of your own disgust. Over 4,700 words that perfectly fit the narrative that the mainstream media daily foist off on the public. Indeed, MSM has … Continue reading

Rise of the Bear and the Dragon

Last June, seven fellows purporting to be world leaders, flanked by minions and carpetbaggers, teamed up in Bavaria to debate major issues, like international security, development policy, environment, poverty-related diseases, and trade agreements. Greek bailout and Ukrainian mess were on schedule as well. The MSM were fully engrossed in the event, but they dodged any … Continue reading

Being Greece. A European Tragedy

Since PM Alexis Tsipras announced a referendum about whether to accept or reject Troika’s ultimatum to Greece for further austerity measures, the corporate media have sided uncritically with the Yes party. They’ve gone so far as to claim that the Greek citizens should vote YES because such initiative was a mistake. In the days leading … Continue reading

The Gang of 7 Jerked Around in Bavaria

Off-limits zone declared, wire fences raised, 20,000 officers embattled around a lavish den nestled in the Bavarian Alps: representatives of 7 deeply indebted countries, accounting for about 10% of global population, banded together at a 26-hour-long spree to shape the world by their values. According to the Federal Ministry of the Interior, the chatfest cost … Continue reading

Once Upon a Time There Was Ukraine

Over the night between 21 and 22 February 2014, Ukraine President Viktor Yanukovych, who was not a good president but had not stolen Ukrainians more than Tymoshenko did, fled his Kiev residence in a rush, just hours before the thugs of the self-proclaimed Maidan Self-Defense Forces burst in wielding cudgels and baseball bats. When the media spread the news, … Continue reading

Hell, No, I’m Not Charlie—I’m No MSM Useful Idiot!

I’m NOT Charlie, and I could never be at all. Because Charlie Hebdo was no journalism. It provided no information, no knowledge, no cultural deepening. It was no satire, for its cartoons could be funny to no one but the imbeciles. It was no criticism of society. It was no protest. Above all, it was … Continue reading

Don’t Mess with Texas, Ukrop!

He arrived shortly before twilight, the frosty December wind swirled about him. Wide-brim hat and boots wet from the snow covering the streets of Donetsk, he slipped out of a couple of camo packs and shook my hand vigorously. His grin looked like it would never drop away. We sat at the table, across from each other. Cowboy Mitch started spinning … Continue reading

Going to Novorossiya

Going to Novorossiya to be with those who believe in Dignity and Honor and know how to live free Gonna stand beside them till the very end gonna burn my money and make some new friends I am from the US but I know the US is wrong I’m gonna do more to right it … Continue reading

Senator Lucio Malan on Ukraine War

Donetsk, November 3, 2014 I meet Italian Senator Lucio Malan at 9:00 AM in the lobby of the Ramada Hotel in Donetsk. Yesterday, he was one of the 70 independent observers monitoring the elections in the Donbass. At the press conference, he stated: “the issue of the legitimacy of Donetsk Republic is not part of … Continue reading

Despite It All, It’s Donbass Ya’ll!

Today, November 2, Donetsk had its first snowfall. It began in the afternoon quite unexpectedly. In the morning, the sky was clear. It was cold, but no one believed snowflakes could drop instead of bombs. Yesterday, as I reached the checkpoint on Putilovsky Bridge, a concerned soldier approached me at brisk pace and asked, ‘What … Continue reading