"Meduza" has empathy: it keeps everyone informed of all the horrors of what is happening, but in such a way that readers do not plunge into despair and apathy to the Kremlin's delight, but so that they constantly see peaceful beacons to which they must return. "Meduza" says: war, day one thousand four hundred and something. Look how much devastation and grief it has brought this time. And here is a book about the perpetrators of the war, think about it. Here is an article about a brilliant photographer, breathe out. An article about ecology. An article about the best films from last year, gather your courage, because... here is the war, day one thousand four hundred and the next. "Meduza" thoroughly works to keep hope and humanism from fading. It does not go to extremes, does not try to whitewash itself at someone else's expense. It does not throw fuel into the furnace of hatred, without which no war can exist. And "Meduza" constantly maintains a dialogue with its readers. It's hard to know how many people haven't gone into denial and haven't fallen into despair thanks to "Meduza," but find the strength to somehow — subtly, but surely — sabotage the work of the criminal Kremlin propaganda machine. I think, a great many. Help this valuable resource stay afloat. Someday the thought that you participated in this will warm you.