Happy New Year 2025!

I was crying for all New Year's night because missing my other half, who was taken away from me and killed for nothing, is unbearable.

But now, on the first day of the new year I want to express my gratitude to every person with a good heart, who has been with me remotely or right near me since April 2024 for all these 9 months and has been supporting me somehow. On the New Year's Day I wish you all the victory of good over evil on our Earth, which begins with the victory of good over evil inside of the soul and heart of each person, I wish you more joyful moments in life, to have a family as a reliable rear, I wish everyone is alive and healthy. 🙏🏻

You all live on different continents of our Earth and speak different languages, but the warmth of your hearts, your kindness to me and real help, your prayers for Russell and me gave and keep giving me strength to seek and achieve the truth. Russell's worldwide outreach since the spring of 2015 attracted a large number of good people from North and South America, Europe and Asia, Australia and even Africa who took the side of good in the war.

Special thanks to Russell's management and colleagues from his last official place of employment ("Russia Today" International News Agency) for your support. Without your help, I could not have done what I have accomplished to date and learned what I currently know but cannot yet speak publicly as in court, I was asked to sign a non-disclosure document. I will try to keep everyone informed about what's possible to say.

Special thanks to my family both here in Donetsk and in Texas for your support, to close friends and combat comrades of 'Texas', and to those guys inspired by Russell's example who came on our side to really fight evil. I thank all good people of Donetsk and big Russia, who remember and talk about Russell, who help to create new movies and videos to honor his memory. A new video is coming soon. It was made from our archival footage, which has never been published before. So stay tuned to the channel for more posts.

Once again, Happy New Year 2025 to all good people!

Regards,
Lyudmila Bentley

P.S. Davai! 🤠✊🏻🇷🇺🌎🎄

Наши наступают, но укропы ещё огрызаются. В Донецке было громко. Петровский район.
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Our forces are advancing, but the Ukrops are still fighting back. It was loud in Donetsk. Petrovsky district.

In this episode of "Ukraine of the Brain," Zelensky thought it would be a great idea to project the US flag on the "Motherland" statue in Kiev for his New Year address.

Zelya, you should have stuck to playing the piano on TV because that was less embarrassing. There's gotta be more creative ways to kiss your owners' ass than to insult the memory of every Soviet who fought in the Great Patriotic War, including your own grandfather.

Карма в действии: литовский националист, помочившийся на памятник под Курском, остался без пальцев на правой руке в ДНР.

Валдач Барткевичюс в ноябре проник на территорию Курской области вместе с ВСУ и записал отвратительный ролик надругательства над нашим военным памятником.

Настолько отвратительный, что даже в Прибалтике после такого у него сократились донаты и ушёл меценат, о чём сам Барткевичюс жаловался в соцсетях.

После такой славы неугомонный литовец отправился на Донбасс с ВСУ. Там при записи одного из видео пытался поднять боеприпас, который тут же сдетонировал.

Теперь он сидит с культёй в украинской больнице и просит донатов на лечение.

How karma works: a Lithuanian nationalist who urinated on a monument near Kursk was left without fingers on his right hand in the DPR.

Valdach Bartkevicius in November came to the territory of the Kursk region with the AFU and recorded a disgusting video of the abuse of a Soviet war monument.

It was so disgusting that even in the Baltics after such a thing his donations decreased and his patronage left. Bartkevicius himself complained in social networks about that.

Being already infamous, the restless Lithuanian went to Donbass with the AFU. While recording one of his videos, he tried to pick up an ammunition, which immediately detonated.

Now he's staying in a Ukrainian hospital and bagging for donations for his treatment.

Сегодня, 5 января, только 18 лет назад, примерно в это же время на моих глазах умерла моя мама в возрасте всего лишь 58 лет. Её звали Елена. На фото слева - я маленькая вместе с мамой. Она умерла от рака.

Мама Рассела тоже умерла от рака за несколько лет до его приезда на Донбасс.

Две мамы. Разные страны. 🇷🇺🇺🇸 Но все у одного Господа. 🙏🏻

Рассел узнавал мою маму по семейным фотографиям и рассказам о ней, какая она была, а я его маму так же. Маленькая черно-белая фотография мамы Рассела была всегда с ним в его портмоне.

И каждый раз, когда нужно ехать куда-то снимать преступления укропов или делать дела, которые должны быть сделаны, а идёт обстрел или только-только закончился, Рассел всегда подбадривал меня, говоря одну и ту же фразу, которую однажды ему сказал боевой товарищ с позывным "Повар" на передовой: "Не бойся. Если мы попадём под обстрел и умрём вместе, то через мгновение откроем глаза и увидим наших мам"...

Today, on January 5, but 18 years ago, at about the same time my mother died in front of my eyes at the age of only 58. Her name was Helen. The photo on the left is of me as a little girl with my Mom. She died of cancer.

Russell's Mom also died of cancer a few years before he came to Donbass.

Two moms. Different countries. 🇷🇺🇺🇸 But both with the same Lord now. 🙏🏻

Russell was getting to know my Mom step by step from family photos and stories about her, what she was like, and I did the same about his Mom the same way. Bonner always had his Mom's little black and white photo with him in his wallet.

And every time we had to go somewhere to film Ukrop's crimes against civilians or to do things that needed to be done, but there was shelling or had just finished, Russell always cheered me up by saying the same phrase that one of his battle comrades with the call sign “Cook” once told him on the front line: “Don't be afraid. If we come under straight fire and die together, in a moment we will open our eyes and see our Moms”...