The Corsair is still reeling after the news of this weekend's tete-a-tete between the massively evil Henry Kissinger, and corrupt pseudo-despot, Vladimir Putin. How does one unwind with that much evil in the room? The diabolical laughter over the blinis and vodka alone would break even the most earnest waif of an Amnesty International pamphleteer. Do these two smooth out over the customary Russian wild boar hunt? Nah, with these two Metternich manques involved, hunting boar would be ipso facto a cannibalistic act. ... Professional courtesy between swine and all that ...
But we digress. History may ultimately note that Russian attempts to engage The West ended abruptly at the Orange Revolution. Though, of course, we cheer the victory of Ukrainian freedom and sovreignity, we just wonder at whether or not diplomacy, and not unilateral Soros involvement, was the best means at achieving that end.
Cockblocked by Soros, the Russian Bear (Once ferocious Grizzly, now distracted Pooh) looks to the East (The West is considered hostile), forging Byzantine (Or, Russian Orthodox for the metaphorically correct) multilateral treaties in Asia, as The West no longer offers solace. Alas. A timely and aggressively pursued Soviet-American alliance forged under Bush 41 immediately following the fall of the Soviet Empiere (1991?) might have allayed our fears of rogue nukes, gave China pause, and provided a necessary bulwark against the mobocracy now omnipresent in post-Soviet Russia today. But the time has passed.
Then again, events occurred at blinding speed and we were effectively in between Secretaries of State, as Powell gave one message and Bush another. Someone had to act.
As Kissinger pursues back-channel shuttle diplomacy ahead of Bush's mini-summit with Putin on February 25th (And you just know -- wink, wink -- Kissinger Associates client business will be slipped into the discussions ... like a moist Oz-like scenario improvised shank), we are forced to hold our snarky tongues and hope for the best.
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