Zelenskyy’s Xmas Wish: May He Perish
A nation’s fury, a frozen front, and the hidden cost of survival under Western control.
On Christmas Eve 2025, 131 drones rained down on Ukrainian cities.
Children in bomb shelters. Families without power. The 47th month of this.
And Volodymyr Zelenskyy stood before his country and said what everyone was thinking: may he perish.
He meant Putin. Everyone knew.
While the drones fell, American negotiators in Miami were finishing a deal. Not a peace deal. A surrender dressed up in diplomatic language. Ukraine would freeze Russian territorial gains. Cap its military. Accept partition.
The price for survival.
Zelenskyy invoked old folklore in his speech. On Christmas Eve, the heavens open to grant one wish. He said the primitive wish first. The real wish. That the man who destroyed their cities would die.
Then he pivoted. The higher wish. Peace.
The peace plan isn’t about territory. It’s about what’s underneath. Ukraine has lithium, titanium, rare earth deposits. American tech companies need them. Defense contractors need them.
The Trump administration suspended military aid after a tense meeting. Open your geology or freeze in the dark.
Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth said it plainly. Returning to Ukraine’s pre-2014 borders is an unrealistic objective. The security guarantees look like NATO’s Article 5 on paper. But they’re backed by mineral rights, not principles.
Ukraine becomes a militarized buffer state. Its economy collateralized by what’s in the ground. Its sovereignty conditional. Survival has a price tag.
Pope Leo XIV, the first American pope, warned that the US plan would break apart the transatlantic alliance. Europe gets to send peacekeepers. No NATO command. No automatic nuclear umbrella. European bodies standing between Russia and the next invasion.
The plan creates a Peace Council. Chaired by Trump himself. Ukraine’s security tied to whoever occupies the White House. Four years from now, eight years from now, that protection evaporates.
The battlefield has become transparent. Satellites watching every movement. Drones everywhere. Russia launched 131 on Christmas Eve. Ukraine struck deep into Russian territory. Both sides can hit anywhere now.
That’s why peace is possible. Because neither side can hide anymore.
Putin declared victory in Pokrovsk. Analysts say it’s premature. Cognitive warfare. Create the appearance of winning before the talks end. Lock in gains.
The peace deal requires elections immediately after signing. Zelenskyy will face voters in a shattered country. Millions displaced. Cities destroyed. Russian occupation frozen in place.
His opponents will call it capitulation. They’ll say he gave up.
That’s why he said may he perish on Christmas Eve. Red meat for the base. Proof that his hand might sign but his heart is still at war.
Maintaining 800,000 troops will consume a quarter of Ukraine’s GDP. The country becomes entirely dependent on Western money. Perpetually. A garrison state. Sovereignty at the pleasure of its patron.
The Kremlin called the speech primitive and malicious. Said Zelenskyy sounded like someone not in their right mind. This from a government whose state media calls for nuclear annihilation daily. The outrage is theater. Make him look unstable. Undermine him as a partner.
But Zelenskyy knows his people. They want Putin dead. They’re exhausted. The deal will feel like betrayal.
So he gives voice to the rage first. Validates it. Makes it okay to feel it. Then channels it toward something actionable. The peace they deserve, even if it’s broken.
someone needs to walk Putin over to a large high floor window and rid us of him