Friday, December 03, 2004

Does He Realize What He is Saying?

Reuters carries a report on Vladimir Putin's speech in India which is a stunning example of what psychologists would call projection.

Russian President Vladimir Putin accused the United States on Friday of pursuing a dictatorial foreign policy and said mounting violence could derail progress toward bringing peace and democracy to Iraq.
"Dictatorial foreign policy"??? He has got to be kidding. And wasn't he one of the ones who was opposed to "bringing peace and democracy to Iraq" and instead wanted to keep Saddam in place?

Putin also criticized the West for setting double-standards on terrorism, pursuing Islamic fundamentalists in Afghanistan and Iraq while giving refuge to "terrorists" demanding Chechnya's independence from Russia.
I seem to recall Russia scolding Israel for killing Hamas leaders and other terrorists, and criticizing Israel's invasion of Jenin while reducing Grozny to ash. Of course there are no double standards there.

And finally this most ironic line.

"Even if dictatorship is packaged in beautiful pseudo-democratic phraseology, it will not be able to solve systemic problems," Putin said. "It may even make them worse."
A perfect description of Putin's rule.

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Elder thoughts... with one foot in grave and another on Putin
(By Elder of Zion #6)

As I read the above post from my flue ridden death bed, and I started to ponder my own feelings of our Russian friend and the memory of a life long since past the following song came to mind.


"We see them after school in a world of their own.
To some it may seem creepy what they do.
The neighbors on the right sat and watched them every night.
I bet you’d do the same if it was you.
Wizzing and pasting and Putin through the day.
Ronny helping Kenny
helping burn his boots away."


Sometimes one must grasp for the lyrics of the great Frank Zappa when in
search of clarity. I think that just about says it all. Either that or I am
still delirious with flue. Mom… send soup.

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