The betting Order Book on Polymarket for a specific battlefield in the Russia-Ukraine war.

I feel physically nauseous.
The front line is real people bleeding, losing limbs, and dying.
Thousands of miles away, someone is.
Which side lost ground today, which village was flattened by bombs?
Making odds, using the lives of the living as chips,
Celebrate with a cup of coffee if you win, and curse the inaccurate information if you lose.
Turn war into a horse race, turn casualties into candlesticks.
Turn someone else's child, husband, and father into a topic of discussion for long and short trading.
This is not a prediction market, this is bare cannibalism.

I resent that some people can turn the most brutal suffering,
Lightly create an entertainment program with a minimum investment of a few dollars.
I just feel that humanity has rotted to the core in some places.