He knew what he was getting himself into.
They're running low on you.
You are evil.
Stop mocking America.
You eat babies.
What? You mean a paid mercenary went and got himself killed?
What are the odds?
At CHP-5, a plant in Kharkov that generates electricity and heat, the acrid stench of smoke still hangs in the air. Its damaged generator and turbine must be replaced, according to plant manager Oleksandr Minkovich.
Spare parts for the Soviet-era plant can only be sourced from Russia, and full restoration would likely take years, he said. But Minkovitch hopes Ukraine’s Western partners will provide modern technology to decentralize power in time for winter.
At least he died doing what he loved - being stupid.
The only good commie is a dead commie.
Therefore, Bentley is a good commie.
Is that a doink in your pocket or have you been looking at Putin on horseback with his shirt off again?
“Pro-Kremlin Texan Russell Bentley, who fought for Russia, found dead in Ukraine”
Good.
Ukraine ping
A sad example of friendly fire - hazardous to locals, and doubly hazardous to foreigners unaccompanied by local acquaintances who can vouch for them. A Russian blogger laments his loss:
I see no point in holding anything back now. On April 8, Russell was detained at the scene of the shelling, where he came to help the victims. The military detained him, most likely they were tankmen of the 5th brigade. They were probably confused by his accent, and they decided that they had caught a spy. And they behaved with him accordingly, although he had both a passport and a military ID.
Just think what Texas could have thought in the last minutes of his life, who 10 years ago came here at the call of his heart to defend the besieged Donetsk, who had unlimited trust in all people in uniform, and in people in general, his usual expression was: “Bro.”
There’s a lot to be said about Texas. He was an Orthodox Christian, found love in Donetsk and lived with his Lyudmila in Petrovka.A story for a film. In his wallet he had a portrait of his wife right next to his own driver’s license photo, he arranged them in such a way that when the wallet was closed, it appeared that the spouses were kissing...
What was he thinking about when these freaks kicked him? About his wife? Mum?
He loved his mother very much, he told me in an interview that once during heavy shelling he thought: “But if I die now, I will immediately meet my mother.”
I don’t know why we should take Kyiv and Odessa now. War must be waged with clean
hands or not waged at all.
Now only two things can be achieved: punishment of the guilty and an Orthodox funeral for Russell. And a funeral is possible only when the body is given back.
Can we at least achieve this?!]
He quickly made a name for himself in combat. “Texas showed himself to be a good, hardy fighter, and an excellent machine gunner,” a writer for Sut’ Vremeni’s newspaper once noted. In battle, Bentley often wore a straw cowboy hat that he’d adorned with a red Soviet star.
Each evening at the monastery, he entertained his bunkmates by strumming his guitar and singing in pidgin Russian. At night they were careful to walk the hallways in total darkness, lest the beam from a flashlight attract the eye of a Ukrainian sniper. Once, a mortar struck the wall directly outside the room where Bentley was sleeping, sending shrapnel into his sleeping bag. He escaped unscathed.
In the waning days of 2013, Bentley couldn’t shake the feeling that his life was stalling out. Born into a wealthy family, he’d dropped out of high school and worked a factory job before joining the Army. He then bounced around odd jobs and ultimately found his calling as a marijuana activist, although trafficking the drug had eventually turned him into a fugitive. Now he was working as an arborist in Austin, renting a bedroom in a ranch-style house in Round Rock, and searching for a larger purpose. Following the Great Recession, his tree-trimming wages had dropped from $1,000 for five days of work, in 2007, to $700 for six days of work. He watched as his friends struggled as well. “People I know in Texas, Oklahoma, and Washington, they’re all working harder for less money now,” he told me.
He was fast becoming his own worst fear—a middle-aged man with a bloated waistline and no savings. “I have to find something real and meaningful in my life,” he thought, “even if it’s to be like Davy Crockett and end up at the Alamo. I have to express myself by action and not just words.”
For years his media diet had consisted of a vast constellation of Kremlin-friendly fringe websites like Veterans Today and Global Research. (He later became a fan of Southfront, which appears “to be a Russian front that deliberately obscures its origins,” a State Department official told Politico.) The perspectives that he found there, from articles lamenting the shrinking American middle class to posts about the failures of the American justice system, resonated with his own experiences.]
You are a scumbag
“Texas leftist” “pothead” “avowed communist”
Bad decisions end in bad results
I have no sympathy for this clown.
I have no use for this war, and less use for those who go fight on the wrong side.
He should’ve just stayed in Texas and posted anti-Ukraine posts on Free Republic like the Russophiles here like to do. He might even have come to his senses, too, sooner or later.
Oh well … too late now. Now, he gets to explain himself to Jesus. Yikes … good luck with that!
