The Russians can retrieve them, but US politicians and non-existent diplomats have their heads up their arses. Even flying-to-Moscow would be a black mark on their tiny CV. They would rather have some headlines about starving astronauts, or something.
I mean I am sure there are some grey haired individuals who speak Russian, because they had to in the old days, even. I KNOW that Ray McGovern does. So does William Burns. Even if retired, they could 'contract the simple job' of 'rescuing the astronauts' what a photo opportunity!, Mind you considering the blob making decisions for the whatever-it-is that is running the US now, I doubt that will happen. Even as they don't want to promote those retired guys as fixers.
Just sayin
America is so divided and people are selected for service based upon how much they do the bidding of oligarchs, up to and including knocking people off - I am sure Anons are keeping a list of victims. That's how corruption rots everything from the inside.
The IQ-challenged ones cannot even fathom employing an experienced Russian speaker and negotiator, who has a simple mission in mind.
Edit: (P.S.) What would happen if another super--power went ahead and rescued those individuals without permission? Would that create a furor?
The first time I became aware of Americans I was four years old. (space-related anecdote)
One small step for man ... etc.
I was doing a puzzle at the dining-table and my grandparents were watching the black-n-white telly, for fuzzy pictures - of a foot coming down the little ladder. (taken by what camera,? was my question at the time) . They shushed me, and were sitting on the edges of their seats, all agog. I felt a little lonely over there at the table.
My grandies tried to say, afterwards, it was a 'film camera' mounted on a little remote-contolled wheelie thingie.
"But then they would have to first put it on the ground, and that would mean IT'S NOT REAL". I felt betrayed by a make-believe-for-the-camera.
I was a difficult child, prolly on the aspie spectrum. Afterwards I would wrap myself in towels or tablecloths, so that they could not take pictures of me 'playing with a tea-set' that they had put on the lawn, for me 'learn to do the dishes', because I felt that it was ALL make-believe, as soon as the camera came out. And anyway, the whole thing was plastic, and the sun looked neat through the cloth. They got all concerned: "Is he sleeping?"
Showing my jolly age and some weird ancestors, and revealing personal details on the internetz. Gee.
The Russians can retrieve them, but US politicians and non-existent diplomats have their heads up their arses. Even flying-to-Moscow would be a black mark on their tiny CV. They would rather have some headlines about starving astronauts, or something.
I mean I am sure there are some grey haired individuals who speak Russian, because they had to in the old days, even. I KNOW that Ray McGovern does. So does William Burns. Even if retired, they could 'contract the simple job' of 'rescuing the astronauts' what a photo opportunity!, Mind you considering the blob making decisions for the whatever-it-is that is running the US now, I doubt that will happen. Even as they don't want to promote those retired guys as fixers.
Just sayin
America is so divided and people are selected for service based upon how much they do the bidding of oligarchs, up to and including knocking people off - I am sure Anons are keeping a list of victims. That's how corruption rots everything from the inside.
The IQ-challenged ones cannot even fathom employing an experienced Russian speaker and negotiator, who has a simple mission in mind.
Edit: (P.S.) What would happen if another super--power went ahead and rescued those individuals without permission? Would that create a furor?
In the Old days,the press would cover Americans stuck in space.
Now,not so much.
The first time I became aware of Americans I was four years old. (space-related anecdote)
One small step for man ... etc.
I was doing a puzzle at the dining-table and my grandparents were watching the black-n-white telly, for fuzzy pictures - of a foot coming down the little ladder. (taken by what camera,? was my question at the time) . They shushed me, and were sitting on the edges of their seats, all agog. I felt a little lonely over there at the table.
My grandies tried to say, afterwards, it was a 'film camera' mounted on a little remote-contolled wheelie thingie.
"But then they would have to first put it on the ground, and that would mean IT'S NOT REAL". I felt betrayed by a make-believe-for-the-camera.
I was a difficult child, prolly on the aspie spectrum. Afterwards I would wrap myself in towels or tablecloths, so that they could not take pictures of me 'playing with a tea-set' that they had put on the lawn, for me 'learn to do the dishes', because I felt that it was ALL make-believe, as soon as the camera came out. And anyway, the whole thing was plastic, and the sun looked neat through the cloth. They got all concerned: "Is he sleeping?"
Showing my jolly age and some weird ancestors, and revealing personal details on the internetz. Gee.
They had the camera mounted on the landing gear I bet.
You don't go all that way and not film it.
Right. fly through space with an outboard camera. In the sixties, when even a tiny piece of dust would send photogaphers into a tizzy.
Mind you it was a 'fillum camera' which was even harder to weather/dust proof.
Makes sense.