When I heard the results of the Ukrainian Parliamentary elections I immediately thought: “OK Putti, your move next”.
But then I thought for a minute.
It’s really our “move” next.
“Move” as I am using the word implies choices and reactions to changing circumstances.
Puti is the lucky practitioner of a no surprise, no change environment.
That doesn’t mean that reality is not constantly shifting underneath his feet that bestride the world like some surreal Russian-sized hobbit.
It just means that he is oblivious to the shift.
So he has no “move”.
He is on auto pilot.
He is going to resurrect as much of the USSR as possible.
So he has never not been going to send the tanks into Kiev for some trumped up reason or other.
I am, in fact, really surprised that he has waited so long.
I thought it would happen as soon as his Fête d’Hiver had concluded.
But then I hadn’t thought about the Soviets taking back Crimea.
That made some delay in the tanks prudent.
But now – the election is plenty of the necessary anti-Russian premise, and Puti’s psychotic Russian domination need makes such a premise necessary (the term Sudetendeutch pops to mind) – the tanks will come.
So the question is: “do WE have the guts to make the obvious move?”
Or is it 1 September 1939 all over again?