I was truly saddened to learn of the murder of Alexei Navalny in a cold, artic Russian gulag, leaving behind a wife and two kids. The man had the guts to stand up to one of the creepiest, most dangerous despots in the world, Vladimir Putin.

Navalny was just one of serial killer, Putin’s victims. It turns out Putin has his fingerprints on many strange and coincidental deaths that unfortunate souls met in plane crashes, falling out of windows, nerve agents in their underwear, gunshots and plutonium poisoning. You know, KGB stuff. All of the dearly departed Russians were not fans of Putin. So he killed them.

Putin is known to be a man’s man. He can ride a horse, shoot a gun, turn Ukraine into a parking lot, even rule outerspace with a satellite killing satellite. And he doesn’t pull any punches. He says what’s on his mind.

The press is the enemy. People get killed by people in power. They do it, we do it. Don’t count votes, I win and I am your retribution. Oh, wait. That was Donald Trump who said those things.

Keith Riker

Mancos