It sounds like the name of a bad spy novel, but it is actually the interesting wrinkle in the ongoing tug-of-war between Washington and Moscow over the supposedly anti-Iranian missile defense shield. Putin has noticed the small flaw in the anti-Iranian element of the defense system: it doesn’t defend Russia or many of the countries in southeastern Europe against this dire Iranian threat. Why, it’s hardly fair to expose the longsuffering democrats of Kiev to all those mythical Iranian warheads, you can almost hear Vova saying now. Rather than using this glaring “flaw” in the plan as an argument against the shield, he proposed–in the almost certain knowledge that Washington will never accept it–putting the missile defense system in Azerbaijan instead. Putin has backed off the more menacing rhetoric and turned the entire situation to his advantage. That’s the problem with making up transparently absurd justifications for anti-Russian foreign policy moves: they are revealed for the deception that they are the moment the Russians pretend to take these justifications seriously.
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June 8th, 2007 at 11:14 am
Fjord Fjell
My take on Russia was forever changed when I discovered the expat newspaper the Exile (exile.ru), a year or so ago. Satirical, juvenile, profane - yes -but every issue also contains first rate journalism and investigative reporting and, as a bonus, the peerless War Nerd.
Reading the Exile I learned what a sham the Orange Revolution was, and possibly why Cheney lashed out at Putin during his visit to the Baltic countries a year or two ago (hint: Yukos – Western oil companies – oil pipeline from Siberia to the Pacific Ocean - up in smoke).
And much, much more.
So to Putin – I don’t think Bush and Company understand who they’re dealing with. Inviting him home to the family compound this July or offering to make him an honorary member of Kappa Kappa Whatever is not going to do the trick. Taking a hint from Robert Burns might:
O wad some Power the giftie gie us
To see oursels as ithers see us!
It wad frae mony a blunder free us,
An’ foolish notion:
What airs in dress an’ gait wad lea’e us,
An’ ev’n devotion!