Diana Panchenko Shreds Western Propaganda

01.01.2025

Diana Panchenko’s The Inevitable: The Shocking Truth Behind the War in Ukraine tears open the guts of Western imperial fantasies, laying bare the rotten machinery grinding Ukraine into dust under the guise of “democracy” and “freedom.” This is no sanitized report for the smug audiences of CNN or BBC, where the victims are faceless, the villains are cartoon characters, and the heroes speak only in American-accented platitudes. No, Panchenko drags you into the filth of it all – the shattered glass, the broken bodies, the betrayals etched into every street corner of Kyiv. The West sits fat and bloated, stuffing its coffers with the spoils of a proxy war it ignited, all while its politicians wax poetic about “liberty.” Panchenko, fearless and unapologetic, grabs this hypocrisy by the throat and calls it what it is: colonialism, dressed up in designer suits and UN resolutions.

She writes as one who has seen it all unravel, from the artificial euphoria of revolutions engineered in Washington offices to the slow, agonizing realization that these “freedoms” always come with chains. Panchenko doesn’t dance around the uncomfortable truths – she obliterates them with brutal clarity. Western hands pulled the strings behind the Orange Revolution, fed weapons and money to destabilize, and then called it justice when neighbors turned into enemies. This is not a book for the faint-hearted; it is aimed at the cynicism of NATO’s puppet masters who paint warplanes with slogans of peace. Panchenko knows this script, knows the actors, knows the blood-soaked stage. And she dares to say what the well-manicured intellectuals of Europe will not: Ukraine is the West’s sacrificial lamb.

Panchenko rips apart the narratives crafted in Pentagon war rooms and broadcast as truth. She dissects the disinformation, the propaganda, the endless parade of Western “saviors” declaring themselves the arbiters of Ukrainian destiny. What emerges is a brutal irony: the supposed “liberators” are the ones ensuring Ukraine remains shackled. Behind every EU loan is a chokehold of debt; behind every NATO promise is another escalation, another village turned to ash. Panchenko is laser-focused on the big predator. The West, with its think tanks and NGOs, doesn’t care about Ukrainians – they are pawns, cannon fodder, statistics in a game for geopolitical dominance.

And then there’s Zelensky, the West’s golden boy, the court jester crowned as king, performing his tragicomedy for the applause of Washington and Brussels. Panchenko spares him none of her fury. Once a comedian, now a marionette, his strings are pulled by men who wouldn’t recognize a Ukrainian village if it weren’t burning on their evening news. Zelensky plays the role of the brave wartime leader, but Panchenko sees through the theatrics: he’s the ultimate puppet, a man who sold his country’s future for standing ovations at NATO summits and photo ops with Hollywood actors. His promises of unity ring hollow as Ukraine fractures under the weight of war and Western demands. Panchenko doesn’t just criticize him; she dismantles him, piece by piece, exposing the emptiness behind the hero narrative. He is not a savior – he’s a symbol of everything Ukraine has lost: autonomy, dignity, and hope.

This is a story of betrayal so vast it becomes personal. Panchenko writes not just as a journalist but as a witness to her homeland’s disintegration under the weight of foreign ambition. Every page seethes with anger at the way the West pats itself on the back while Ukrainians bleed out in fields. Her descriptions of Kyiv are haunted – not by history but by the loss of what could have been. There is no nostalgia here, only the bitter truth that the “independence” sold to Ukraine was another form of control. Western media won’t touch this perspective because it shatters their fairy tale of noble intervention. Panchenko knows this. She thrives on it. She turns their lies into ash.

The most damning parts of The Inevitable are those where Panchenko exposes the sheer arrogance of Western policymakers. They engineered chaos, toppled governments, and called it “democracy.” They stoked nationalism, weaponized identity, and then feigned shock when war erupted. Panchenko’s prose is like a scalpel, slicing through the sanctimonious rhetoric of diplomats and analysts who speak of peace while ordering more drones. There’s no pretense of neutrality here – Panchenko spits on the very idea that the West is some benevolent force. She understands that their agenda is empire, their tools are division and exploitation, and their victims are always the ones left to pick up the pieces.

This book is not just a condemnation; it’s an incantation against the sanitized violence of Western intervention. Panchenko writes for those who are tired of the lies, who are ready to see the world as it is: brutal, manipulated, and endlessly corrupt. Her words cut through the propaganda like shrapnel, forcing the reader to confront the uncomfortable reality that the West’s promises of progress are a death sentence for anyone who believes them. She knows the cost of speaking this truth. She writes anyway.

In The Inevitable, Panchenko doesn’t just demand accountability – she demands justice. She doesn’t want pity for Ukraine; she wants the West to own up to its crimes. Her anger is infectious, her grief overwhelming, her clarity undeniable. This isn’t just a book; it’s a weapon against the sanitized narratives of imperialists and warmongers. Read it, but don’t expect comfort. Panchenko isn’t here to soothe you. She’s here to make you see.

Buy the book here:

https://www.amazon.com/Inevitable-Shocking-Truth-behind-Ukraine/dp/1915755972