The deaths and disorder in the Ukraine can be laid in no small part at the fragrant feet of Catherine Ashton. As she departs her unelected role at the EU later this year with payoffs and perks that would keep the whole of Benefits Street fed for a decade she leaves a trail of blood, pain and frustration in her wake.
Ukraine is not Europe. Not even the Western part, which has its own language and which provided Himmler with so many willing guards for his extermination camps. The desire of its people to escape serfdom and the knout is understandable; having hoped the Bolsheviks would oblige, Stalin soon disillusioned them. The Holodomor, slaughter by starvation, in 1932/33 killed many millions.
And this was well known at the time to that repulsive traitor and gulag-apologist Nye Bevan, who praised the system of his Soviet masters in Parliament while children died in agony on the streets of Kiev.
Putin is not Stalin. The Western Ukranians are no longer serfs. They have been stirred up by Ashton's promises that would gratify Ukranian nationalism, and she's done so because of the hubris of the EU, which wants to be an ever-bigger ever more powerful federation, an Empire to challenge the US.
The separatists are pressing Ashton to visit Kiev within the next few weeks in the hope that concessions will lead to the resumption of accession talks. The EU needs to be aware it's playing a dangerous game - and one that could destabilise the European peace that NATO has secured since the last war.