Then I saw the footage. The neighbour, Yaroslav Bazylevych, his face cut and bloodied, watched as the bodies of that young woman — his wife — and their three daughters were pulled from the rubble. A photo from the funeral, showing Bazylevych staring into the open coffins, should enter the pantheon of iconic images of atrocity: the little Jewish boy with his arms raised in the Warsaw Ghetto, the naked Vietnamese girl fleeing her village after a napalm attack, the body of the two-year-old Syrian boy washed ashore on a Turkish beach.
The hypersonic Kinzhal missile that killed the Bazylevych family, like the one that hit the Okhmatdyt children’s hospital in Kyiv two months earlier, was fired from deep inside Russia. The launch sites are not a mystery; the Ukrainians know where they are. The missile that killed Yaroslav’s wife, Yevgenia, and their daughters was launched from a MiG-31K aircraft in Russia’s Tula region.
The aircraft took off from Savasleyka, a military air base about 300 kilometres east of Moscow, about 866 kilometres from the Ukrainian border, and 1,386 kilometres from Lviv. By car, the drive would take over 20 hours; a Kinzhal can travel that far in as little as seven minutes.
But Ukrainians are not permitted to use the weapons Americans have provided to destroy the launching sites; they have to wait for the missiles to arrive. Everyone knows it is absurd, but it is not their decision. It is the decision of the US government, and in fact of one man, President Joe Biden — a good man with the right moral instincts, but a man who has been unable to see beyond the paradigm of “escalation avoidance”, long after that paradigm has become perverse and deadly.