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Two more key points that support your thesis:
1. The plutonium in all those bomb cores most likely... isn't.
a. The minimum bomb core, to reach critical mass, must contain 5.4 kg or more of Plutonium-239.
b. The market price of 239Pu today is $6,490,000/kg.
c. So, the plutonium alone in the smallest possible bomb has a market value of $35 million.
d. It would be easy as pie to replace that 5.4 kg of plutonium with lead, perhaps even at the mine where the ore was supposedly mined. Bill the government for $35 million, spend a million or two greasing palms so others get rich while looking the other way, and pocket the difference.
In a country as corrupt as Russia, what are the chances that even ONE bomb core actually contains any plutonium at all?
2. According to Konstantin Samoilov of "Inside Russia," in Russia, it takes 8 people to agree to deploy a single nuclear weapon.
That means all 8 of those guys in the chain of command has to go totally insane all at the same time. Rumor has it that during Putin's reign, he has repeatedly been blocked, 7 to 1, every time the subject has come up.
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Excellent video, very informative and really displays how pointless battles can occur. Bakhmut was the Pyrrhic Victory to end all Pyrrhic Victories. At least they can go to some shop, buy a little trophy, and engrave "Bakhmut 2023 - What Was The Bloody Point?" on it.
There's a historic reason for the potholes and incomplete road network (get 20km out of Moscow or Saint Petersburg and you're on what resembles a farm track - only it's full of insane lorry drivers and drunks all playing the world's largest game of Chicken). In the Soviet days, there were few cars. What mattered was the railway. Want to go anywhere in the USSR? You take the train. When you reach your desired town or city, you hail a cab, and get to your block of flats.
There were no roads. At least, there were no town-town-city-town type roads that we in the West are used to.
One, nobody had a car. Only officials, important workers, and taxis, had cars. Even if you were lucky enough to own one, you would never go outside your town or city. Because...
Two, population control. You needed an "internal passport" to travel from one area of the USSR to another. And if you did have one, you went by train. Or sometimes, Aeroflot. You were important.
Three, soooo why build any roads outside of a town or city? You're not allowed to go anywhere!
Then capitalism happened and cars appeared. People bought them, and wanted to go places. Because now they could. The road network in the new Ruzzia is quite a new concept, at least, out of towns or cities, which is why you get "Russian Crash Compilations" on YouTube. After a few km in any direction, the roads get baaaaaad.
This is why tyres explode, cars explode, and lorries end up in fields. In the West, roads already linked places, even if they were just tracks, and as vehicles improved, the tracks became roads became motorways, autobahns, freeways. Russia just doesn't work roadwise.
Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.
PS: Oh I really hate to say this, and please don't think I'm being picky, but it's not pronounced "Wag-ner", it's "Varg-ner", after the composer. All the posters in Ruzzia say "Вагнер" - the "B" is a V, the "г" is a G, and "нер" is ner. I'm sorry for being "that guy", but you're a great channel and I just want to help.
Слава Україні! Слава Героям! Слава Захисникам! Слава Народу! 🇺🇦🏴🇺🇦🏴💙💛💙💛
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It's more closely related to economics, though. Russia's trying to maintain a superpower image off the back of an economy about the size of Italy's, at the start of it, with even greater levels of corruption, forgetting they'd built it by asset-stripping the Warsaw Pact. I noticed it in 1978, and nailed it to the table in November 1988, which is why the West didn't twitch: we knew what was happening. That placed me as the economist on the WEU Council Secretariat.
After all but killing their golden goose, Europe's nursed it back to life, so Russia's casting its greedy eyes westwards yet again. This time, however, the goose is backed by some very fierce cats indeed. They've been training the ducklings to fight, knowing that the Ukrainian Viking bloodline is the same as theirs. We now have Ukraine in the SAS family, alongside Belgium, Australia and Israel. Belgium earned its place at the start of WWI, when its army fought the Germans to a standstill while the French and BEF stopped them at the Marne: that left the Maritime front wide open, until great-grandpa stopped them (literally - he commanded the left flack of the entire line, the one they were trying to turn). That earned Royal favour, so mum served in SOE and I was head-hunted by the SAS as a result of my 1978 study. I did it on my own, though.
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@icarusproject Ohhh now you're asking someone who can drone on and on for ages! Here's one that instantly springs to mind: Radio Moscow had 24/7 English broadcasts all across the shortwave spectrum. If you had a good all-band receiver with a good antenna, you could listen to it, with a few retunes, all day. It had this slight hum behind it, like transformer interference at their end, which instantly identified it.
Well, the Soviets were well aware that listeners knew that, whatever they said about the USSR, it would always be received as propaganda. How could it be anything else? That's really what an External Service is *for*, after all! So they had this idea - Radio Station Peace and Progress. The tagline of this station was "The Voice of Soviet Public Opinion". It had one of the scariest interval signals (an "intsig" is the repeated tune played up to five minutes before the hour so you know what station you're listening to), comparable only with Radio Tirana from Albania in its terrifying quality! RSPP would pretend to gently "argue" with some of Radio Moscow's news items. So, Moscow would report that (for example) Brezhnev says they want the grain production in Kazakhstan to increase by 30% next year. RSPP would then "interview" some hapless Russian (who said two words in Russian before an English translation was blasted over the top of the voice!) and this translation would perhaps state: "I think that while Comrade Secretary Brezhnev is correct in pushing for 30%, we workers would prefer 35%, so that we have plenty to sell on the foreign market. This would enable us to import more consumer goods or vital supplies that our industry hasn't quite managed to produce yet". The last two words of the original Russian voice would be heard, then the presenter would say, for example: "Well, there you have it. The ordinary worker in the street feels we could increase productivity still further, giving the Soviet Union more of an edge, and a better bargaining tool". There might be a couple of these, as the RSPP programmes were quite short.
Interesting, you might think. BUT! Radio Moscow in English had just left that frequency, moments before RSPP started. Plus, the presenter (of you regularly listened to Moscow) was one of their own presenter family! And lastly, most tellingly, the transformer hum was present throughout the RSPP broadcast!
There you go. One right off the lid of my cap. Let me know if you're interested in more boring anecdotes! Stay well my friend!
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I just adore this.... we don't hear much about Belarus so I found this absolutely spine tingling. Russia really is like the ex boyfriend who can't leave it alone. There is a nasty, psychotic, resentfulness about Russia which EXACTLY as you said, is not spoken of sufficiently and called out. As an added bonus, you're one of the few channels which names explicitly the ultimate purpose of Russia's bellicosity which so many are happy to smugly sit back and think they've solved the mystery and slipped behind Putain's mask (and yes, for a decade I have been looking forward to applying that nomenclature - particularly ironic that, during the time of peak Russian Empire - the 18th Century - French was the language of the Court, the son of a whore!). I find it so frustrating that there seems a general contentment to call it "Russian Imperial expansion" - which is the outward manifestation of his grandiose ambition and desire for influence, power and legacy. To which i reply pish tush - well, in a WAY it's about all that bollocks but only as a means to an end and certainly not merely for the sake of themselves. In short, the more of a bully and a nuisance he can be - the more fear he can instil - the richer he can get. It's all, ALL about him.
He is absolutely pure 'Ndrangheta: truly THE Capo dei tutti capi di tutti i capi. Absolutely terrifying. Absolutely atrocious. Absolutely must AT ALL COSTS be stopped. A literal gangster striding all over the face of the planet and terrorising not individuals, businesses, neighbourhoods and towns - but whole countries.
On a moral level alone, it is time the West got its nose out the trough (that fat peace dividend since 1945 has paid HANDSOMELY) and looked around. I don't condemn capitalism, quite the contrary. Even the forces of good need money. I know the West has fought wars on arguably questionable moral grounds but, well, we just have to put our mistakes behind us and examine our consciences and do what we think is right - which in this case is helping Ukraine.
In the medium to long term of course, any present costs in terms of weapons, equipment, humanitarian aid and the more diffuse costs incurred by the general dip in the economy due to the war - will more than be made back by the clearing of the drain blockage which those Kremlin scumbags have been avidly pouring their chip fat and food scraps aggressively building up with an arrogant toss of the mane and an ugly little jealous sneer. Christ, they are such cunts, the number of times I have sat dreaming of the excruciating Roman, Byzantine and Medieval tortures that Putain deserves - don't get me started!
Suffice to say I have subscribed.....😏
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