We are lucky to live among living gods

In European culture, this word is firmly associated with Japanese pilots who would get into non-motorized planes and blow up enemy ships at the cost of their own lives. And the term has acquired a slightly suicidal connotation, but this is a misconception.

The Mongol horde, which terrorized the entire European continent, was not only moving to the West. The Mongolian Khan Khubilai twice loaded his large army onto ships and sailed to conquer Japan, while the Japanese watched powerlessly as the armada outnumbered their forces. And twice a typhoon hit the Sea of Japan and destroyed the entire Mongol fleet. It was so amazing for Japan that they called the typhoon 'kamikaze' - the divine wind that saved Japan. And Japanese pilots decided to become the divine wind themselves, borrowing the name.

“Twice a typhoon hit the Sea of Japan and destroyed the entire Mongol fleet. It was so amazing for Japan that they called the typhoon 'kamikaze' - the divine wind that saved Japan. And Japanese pilots decided to become the divine wind themselves, borrowing the name.”

I remember the first week of the war, when the most important weapon of the Ukrainian military was the already legendary Bayraktar, which defeated the first wave of attackers and gave us hope. And I remember how my cautious hope gave way to despair when, after the first columns were defeated, satellite images showed a long, 20-kilometer-long column of Russian military equipment moving inland from the north of the Ukrainian border. It was so scary and powerless to watch that I thought, “F**k, yes, we've defeated the first one, but now what? What to do with it?” But that whole huge column disappeared from the news the next day - it was annihilated by Ukrainian artillery and Bayraktar pilots. Our divine wind.

What the Ukrainian military has done is a true miracle of mythological proportions. A miracle that they continue to create, but it is absolutely man-made and they had to become gods themselves to make it happen. And we have to turn the whole country into a pantheon, a place of round-the-clock and eternal honor for the gods who saved us. No matter what they look like, what their current mood is, or what their condition is. Every city, every resort, every street, every cafe, and every bus should become a place of worship for these people.

To be proud to live among living gods.

And to grieve for the fallen.

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About the author: Volodymyr Hevko, marketer, blogger.

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