PEST CONTROL: Unvaxxed Russian Shoppers Fenced in Like Swine
Klaus Schwab approves
The Russian government understands that unvaxxed “people” are disgusting and pose an existential threat to society.
Isn’t it time to pen-in these mongoloids? The city of Kurgan (it’s somewhere east of Chelyabinsk) certainly thinks so. Feast your eyes upon this beautiful Vermin Barrier, which protects Responsible Shoppers from the Unjabbed Swine:
“The Orwell barnyard is already here,” reads one of many very offensive comments on YouTube.
“As in America in the 60s, blacks could not walk on the same side with whites,” another NATO supporter wrote.
What is wrong with these “people”?
Anyway. According to local media reports, barbed wire and machine gun nests will be added in the coming days. Good!
Meanwhile, in the Samara region (it’s somewhere west of Chelyabinsk), an ungrateful granny complained about not being able to buy food—even though the Russian government is literally saving her life:
Many residents of the Samara region are not yet accustomed to the system of QR codes that were entered during the lockdown. One of the prohibitions is that visiting the shopping center without vaccination certificates is prohibited. It is because of this that residents begin to conflict with the staff.
One of these unpleasant cases occurred in the Bus shopping center. The pensioner wanted to go to the store, but she did not have a vaccine certificate. The woman was not allowed into the mall, then she began to fall to the floor and cry, her emotions overwhelmed her.
“I have no children or grandchildren, I live alone. I need a piece of bread, I want to eat. Are you monsters not to let me in? I lie here on the doorstep and starve to death? If I die, take me immediately to the churchyard, to bury me in the grave,” said the woman.
This is how she repays Putin—after all he’s done for her? What a thankless hag.
Editor’s note: To be honest I think the people really getting humiliated here are the vaxxed losers. I would be ashamed to walk anywhere but down the middle with my people. Or as I like to call them — the cool brigades.
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