Just imagine if I got to see Russia collapse in my lifetime. I missed out on the last one by a few years, unfortunately.
I was technically in Czechoslovakia for the Velvet Revolution, but I was at the time slightly preoccupied sorting my shapes and colours and potty training.
Glad to see I’m getting a second chance.
Born too late to watch the collapse of the Russian empire, born too early to watch the collapse of the Russian empire, born just in time to watch the collapse of the Russian empire.
The last few hundred years of Russian history can be succinctly summarized as, “…and then, it got worse.”
It’s less about their role in the long term and more about having another front open at the outset of hostilities.
Every Arleigh Burke not tasked with intercepting Iranian missiles is another one inside the first island chain.
Never underestimate the importance of that sweet, tasty oil.
What is this, a comment from 2005?
Yes. It’s briney, bitch.
