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Russia Restricts Calls Via WhatsApp and Telegram (apnews.com)

(Thursday August 14, 2025 @04:12AM (msmash) from the when-in-Moscow dept.)


Russian authorities are [1]"partially" restricting calls in messaging apps Telegram and WhatsApp, the latest step in an effort to tighten control over the internet. From a report:

> In a statement, government media and internet regulator Roskomnadzor justified the measure as necessary for fighting crime, saying that "according to law enforcement agencies and numerous appeals from citizens, foreign messengers Telegram and WhatsApp have become the main voice services used to deceive and extort money, and to involve Russian citizens in sabotage and terrorist activities."



[1] https://apnews.com/article/russia-internet-messenger-whatsapp-telegram-crackdown-2a89703deb1094af1b0206161efe2050


Hahahahaha (Score:3)

by bleedingobvious ( 6265230 )

> foreign messengers Telegram and WhatsApp have become the main voice services used to deceive and extort money , and to involve Russian citizens in sabotage and terrorist activities .

Comedy gold!

Is this opposite world!? I'm asking for a friend.

Translation: (Score:2)

by Tablizer ( 95088 )

"Ukraine keeps bamboozling us"

As long as Russia doesn't cut the Internet (Score:3)

by hcs_$reboot ( 1536101 )

Making an app to exchange encrypted message is pretty easy, and open source projects are here to serve.

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French restaurant. [...]
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woman of the tollway. I knew not how. I started to speak, but she raised an
arm and spoke with a quiet and peace I will never forget.
"I do not ask for whom's the tollway belle," she said, "the tollway
belle's for thee."
The next morning our youth was a memory, and our happiness was a lie.
Life is like a bad margarita with good tequila, I thought as I poured whiskey
onto my granola and faced a new day.
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