Seems we could use a bit of humanity on this.
It's often a bit too easy to objectify a people in order to discard them as insignificant. Be it enemies in war to make them easier to kill, or as meat targets of conquest.
Meet Dimitri.... A Ukrainian blade smith.
Damascus steel from 20 hacksaw blades for metal. - YouTube
No gloves?
When the kids moved to the Rockies I noticed my boy carrying his wee lad in a backpack, on a fallen tree, that stretched across a creek.
I sent him a pic of my Dad climbing near Camp Hale with the 10th early on.
Always riding herd.
Bones do not like daylight.

Lots more gloves in the clean shop and the dirty shop.
Steel or carbon fiber toe boots as well.
Always careful not to let gloves catch in the machines.
A giant boatyard jointer can give you a lesson in paying attention and for proper glove size right quick.
My Dad's immediate family left the Ukraine and came here during our Civil War.
The rest to England and Switzerland as I was told.
They were involved with radio early on and then CRTs with sales and R&D.
Moving up the ladder, some did, I would always give my favorite Uncle a hug and a toast to ... remember the Pueblo... during those days when on leave.
Semi-conductors as bread and butter along with scientific test gear, medical gear and DoD fun.
Grand nephew got his EE recently.
His dad is a wiz kid EE/Software as well.