Russians are tired of Putin’s war – winter is coming, says FREDERICK FORSYTH | Frederick Forsyth | Columnists | Comment
Russia: Dugin attacks an “internal machination”, according to Lucas
Although Ukrainian guerrillas are now active in Russian-occupied Ukraine, the outskirts of Moscow, almost a thousand kilometers away, are far beyond them.
Alexander Dugin watches in horror as his daughter, Darya, is killed in a car bomb
It seems that Father Dugin is a completely toxic work who advised Putin during the invasion to “kill, kill, kill”, and it seems more likely that a nasty war will break out inside the Russian establishment .
The car bomb was clearly meant for him, and assassinations by guns, shotguns, falling skyscrapers, and bombs are far precedent in this nasty world. Usually, it is the Kremlin critics who are wiped out.
Meanwhile, in Russian-occupied Ukraine and especially in Crimea, attacks on Russian bases continue. The false explanations of accidents at work have become ridiculous; they are special forces at work as the Ukrainian resistance becomes increasingly skilled and therefore increasingly dangerous to any Russian personnel or installation in the occupied territories.
In anything remotely resembling a democracy with an independent press, Russians would learn all of this, but the Kremlin’s hold on the media is so complete that the masses who listen to radio and television still think their forces are justified. and winners, and keep clapping.
Better reports, which we get via foreign correspondents and high-altitude surveillance, show that Russia has suffered horrific losses in men and equipment and is scratching the barrel to replace both.
Sooner or later, the bottom of this barrel will surely be reached. Perhaps it already is, as prisons are emptied for inmates to be sent to the front lines and old mothballed equipment is re-sprayed and deployed.
In any non-dictatorship, the tyrant would have already fallen, but that does not mean that a coup is impossible to generate in the Kremlin fortress itself.
Historically, it is usually the miseries of the Russian winter that bring about these coups as the popular contentments of the summer fade into memory.
As a popular TV show reminds us: winter is coming. So what will Russia’s isolated and solitary garrisons do in occupied Ukraine? Will their commanders stand idly by? Countless people have died visiting the front; others were fired and disgraced for failing to win a war for which they had never been trained or equipped.
The temperature drops and in several directions.
Putin is increasingly under pressure
Forget the murder and mayhem, there’s an exceptional whodunnit to solve
Let me tell a modern folk tale that actually happened. The M40 is a major three-lane motorway running from North West London to Oxford and the Midlands.
A few days ago I was there with many others, got home around 6 p.m. Traffic in all three lanes began to slow, then came to an abrupt halt from curb to curb. For a good half hour, he remained motionless. Clearly a big blockage. I knew there was no roundabout, intersection or junction ahead of me – so a serious accident? It should have been.
After half an hour, we started to move forward. It took another half hour to crawl a mile to reach the cause, with all traffic funneled into the right lane.
So, broken cars, ambulances, tragic wrecks? Nope; on the far left, on the hard shoulder, a single car with a crumpled front bumper. Nothing more. Clearly a minor “shunt”. Everything he had hit from behind had continued. He was alone – his wretched driver sat smoking on his shoulder.
Six police surrounded it, still examining the crumpled bumper.
For this, thousands of commuters had been asked to stop for an hour. Meanwhile, in west London, an 87-year-old busker, collecting for Ukraine, had been stabbed to death.
I suspect there were more police around the bent bumper than around the body on the sidewalk.
Then came Andy Cooke – the new Chief Inspector of Her Majesty’s Constabulary – writing an article in a broadsheet. He tells us that he intends to take burglaries and thefts seriously. Or maybe a deadly knife in the ribs.
But after the contrast I’ve seen, he’ll understand if most of us are heaving a weary sigh as people who’ve heard it all before.
Columns of commuters trying to get home? A dead busker? All in good time. Let’s take a look at this bumper.
Wake-up training for RAF aces is an idea from cuckoo land in the clouds
As a former RAF man, I was mystified to read that enlistment and training for the pale blue uniform is heavily influenced by wokery rules. And that includes pilot training.
Of all the skills in the world, the one that has absolutely nothing to do with political correctness is driving a Mach Two jet fighter at 60,000 feet and back. It pays to have the courage and skill to dive through 35,000 feet of cumulonimbus clouds, half-shaken by turbulence that feels like you’re being gripped by the fist of a crazed, malignant giant.
It doesn’t matter what you have between your legs. A discreet investigation reveals that the RAF no longer trains its own crew.
Driven by the spectacularly useless blob controlling MoD bureaucrats, this has now been outsourced to a private company that takes control of the aforementioned blob.
It’s another urgent task that Liz Truss can add to her menu when she enters Downing Street. Thorough reform of the staffing of three unnecessary state offices – Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Ministry of Interior and Defense. That’s quite a list.
Woe and sadness in Europe
Those who watch over our country and become discouraged – and who wouldn’t? – could take a look across the Channel. Greece has long had a paraplegic currency, backed by Germany in the cradle of the euro. This might not last as Germany weakens on a monthly basis.
Across the Rhine, Chancellor Olaf Scholz has fallen to the lowest in the popularity polls – not only for him but for many decades.
As Moscow grows nastier and Germany depends on it for oil and gas, Berlin is over the barrel and Putin selects his next rod.
Scholz’s promises to help Ukraine with weapons are, after all, just toilet paper and a bitter winter is looming. Shivering Germans can become very ruthless.
In Italy, the unelected prime minister is gone and leading the polls as the next coalition leader and the prime minister is Giorgia Meloni, head of the Brotherhood of Italy, a little to the right of Genghis Khan.
So rejoice; down to the pub for a pencil sharpener – if they haven’t all gone bankrupt because of soaring prices. In a week, we may even have a prime minister and a government. It would be a novelty!
German Chancellor Scholz has plunged in popularity
What happened to stiff upper lips?
Well, the rains came, as expected. Just in time for the water companies – tired of turning our trout streams into sewers – to announce the banning of garden hoses when they are no longer needed.
A bonus ban for the incompetent who run them is not on the menu.
Drought is over. The heat wave is over. Is the panic over? Not enough. Flash flood panic is the new dish of the day, and with a little patience, frostbite panic will come later.
Are there natural circumstances in which our authorities will not be able to advise and encourage panic? After all, panicked people are more obedient, and that’s the whole point.
What happened to calm, stoic and dignified Britain? “Keep calm and carry on” is just for the archives but I remember it well. Sweet days!
The UK has been hit by flash floods after heavy rain following a drought
Americans are right about jaywalking
They have a jaywalking offense in the United States. We dont do. Maybe we should.
The other day, I spotted a youngster happily dancing on foot in moving traffic with a “bud” in each ear, lost in his presumably deprived pop or rap soundscape. Both eyes were on the screen of the mini-pad held in one hand.
If he ever wakes up in the orthopedic ward, there will no doubt be sufficient funds in the public purse for him to sue someone for compensation.