Europeans Whine About “Contract Breach”

This is your home now, Europe.

This is just beyond the pale.

After all of these sanctions against Russia that violated decades of international law, Europe is going to whine about a “contract breach”?

This just makes them look like worse faggots.

You faggots can pay with euros – you just have to use the euros to buy rubles, then send those rubles to Russia!

FAGGOTS.

RT:

Leaders from some European Union member states have claimed that Moscow’s demand that “unfriendly” countries pay rubles for Russia’s gas could breach supply contracts, Reuters reported on Thursday.

On Wednesday, Russian President Vladimir Putin ordered that gas contracts with “unfriendly countries” – those responsible for sanctions against Russia – be settled in rubles only. The announcement sent European gas prices soaring, raising concerns of a possible energy crunch in the EU.

German chancellor Olaf Scholz said on Thursday the currency that his country’s companies must pay for Russian fossil fuels is fixed in their contracts. “There are fixed contracts everywhere, with the currency in which the deliveries are to be paid being part of these contracts… in most cases it says euros or dollars,” Scholz said after arriving at the EU summit in Brussels.

Scholz was echoed by Italian Prime Minister Mario Draghi, who said “This is basically a breach of contract, this is important to understand.”

“We will not allow our sanctions to be circumvented,” European Commission President Ursula von der Leyen stated, noting that “the time when energy could be used to blackmail us is over.”

Okay, then don’t use the gas, bitch.

Russia can sell it to China and India and the rest of the world, and you sickening child-abusing satanic freaks can freeze to death.

No one cares. I don’t care.

These people are just stuck in this haze of hubris where they think they control the whole universe and can just do anything to anyone.

They’re hitting some kind of “does not compute” point where they are just shouting “you can’t… you can’t do this to me! Do you know who I am!?”

I hate Bob Dylan as much as any anti-Semite does, but I can’t help but think of “there’s something happening here and you don’t know what it is, do you, Mr. Jones?”

When that haze fades, you’re going to witness them scurrying like rats.