2.19 Planet of Pink Ponies

0:00Greetings comrades and welcome to another episode of the Eastern border. I'm your host, Christophe Sandresons. First I'd like to mention that since the last episode, because I took a small break to do some countryside work over here and there. Well, we found out that there was a bit of an outbreak in this foot and now of the Zs over there in Russia. However, that doesn't make the situation better. In fact, it makes it worse since Russia actively tried to, well, downplay the whole event. And at the same time, you can't let a good crisis go unsolved. So, well, this is called theory about how the big meat was trying to use this to their own advantage. Oh, well, that's still very much applies. They just, well, took this thing and they needed to hide the foot and mouth disease and then they used it to their full advantage. Because, well, like I said, you can't go. You can't let a good crisis to go unused. That's number one. Number two, yeah, I was just quite burnt out in the middle of the month. So, I took about a week off.

1:01Did a bit of a weird research gathering stuff, which was interesting since I think I helped spot the ship. We have a whole situation there. Like, find one of those ship-finding things using AI. We accidentally built on a genetic network on my PC and fed it a lot of data for analysis and to pull out stuff from insane amounts of Excel's spreadsheets and then some data popped up and it was interesting. But we'll know how that turns out later. It was quite stunning. We filed the report. It was just amazing. But with all this in mind, I was about to go back to these episodes because I have a lot of material and there's going to be more incoming videos soon. But, um, well, well, let me just paint you a picture of how this episode actually began. You see, last night, I was standing on my own yard there, very deep Latvian country. So, 22 kilometers from Russia. And I was outside drilling some shoshlicks and joined the absolute peace of a spring evening when my inhibitus film just suddenly erupted. It wasn't the next message or anything. It was the

2:03official orange alert from the Latvian National Armed Forces. The message was blunt. Threaten the airspace. They cover immediately. Call one one two if you see a low-fly object. Yeah, the ground threats. Very nice. So, we grabbed David to grab the dog and moved straight into the safe as part of our house. Because, well, when you've experienced what I've seen, when you live 22 kilometers from the border, this weird collapsing empire, yeah, you don't take chances. You don't go outside to film the sky for TikTok or something. You get the safety. And, sure enough, while we're sitting in the dark waiting for the all-clear, well, social media started lighting up with unverified footage of massive fireballs erupting over the tree line, somewhere out in the dark Latvian woods. And people say that, you know, it's not the real and all this stuff, but I don't know. People went a bit crazy. However, think about the sheer terrifying absurdity of that for a second. The Russian military machine has degraded to such a pathetic functionally-functionally-brained that state that there's crap metal. Well, please go over the NATO line. Well, at least could be.

3:06I don't know. This might be just a Ukrainian drone that was flying to his targets, but still, it wouldn't be surprised either way. And over here, over here might as well be Russia too, after all, were so close. However, if it's Russia, then it's the level of incompetence that would be comical if it wasn't forcing NATO citizens into safety and afraid of drones on a Saturday night. But while the physical wreckage of Putin's grand imperial ambition was allegedly burning a hole in the dirt road in my backyard, what exactly was the Kremlin doing? Were they fixing their command and control? Were they patching their broken navigation systems? Of course not. They were too busy turning of the lights in their own house. Yesterday, the Russian state pulled lever on a $12 billion digital kill switch. They activated the Soviet and Internet protocols, plunging Moscow, St. Petersburg, and massive swaths of the country into a total communications blackout. Telegram went down there. What sub-died? The entire digital nervous system of the

4:08country was smothered under under a whitelist grid. And the head of Russia.com, Mikhail Osyevsky, cheerfully took to the microphones of the clear that Telegram is dying, but their state mandated FSB monitor and messenger app called Maks is growing, so everything is perfectly fine. This isn't just modern authoritarianism. This is the late Soviet Geronto-Gerontocracy all over again. It's the exact same ratting stupid mindset that jammed radio free Europe in the 1980s, only this time the Politburo is armed with deep packet inspection algorithms instead of, you know, radio towers. They didn't shut down the Internet because of some massive and controllable uprising. The telegram protests they were so terrified of never even happened. The state preemptively suffocated them the crib. They arrested the people who merely applied for the protest permits. They arrested people who posted online explicitly telling others not to go. They dragged citizens like Artur Wagner, no relation to the Wagner group, into the Mishanski police station and beat them, threatening them with torture and rape, just to extract false confessions.

5:11So if the streets were empty, why burn billions of rubles in local business revenue by shutting down the Internet? Why sever the horizontal civilian networks that are literally keeping the country alive? Huh, the answer was, proudly provided by none other than the neo-Nazi-Z channel Deshargaro-Sic. They said the quiet part out loud. They admitted that if the state hadn't blocked telegram, the entire Russian population would have seen the high resolution satellite photos of the Ust-Luga oil terminal completely annihilated by Ukraine The Russian command didn't shut down the Internet to stop right. They shut down the Internet and hide the burning wreckage of their own economy from their own serfs. If a billion dollar expert hub burns down but you physically prevent the population from looking at the nice pictures, then according to Kremlin, it never happened. But you cannot hide a systemic default forever. You can force the population onto a state monitor app. You can beat them in police stations but you cannot delete the reality of starving economy. Because while the elite are desperately trying to curate a digital alternative reality where they're still advancing and there's still some

6:13sort of push going forward from the Russian side, well, the Russian working class in the streets. Yeah, they're running out of money to eat. And I mean that literally, by the way, we've hit the threshold. The average Russian citizen is now spending 39% of their income on food. In the poorer regions, that number spikes past 60%. Let me put that into economic perspective. When a population spends that much of their survival budget just to put calories on the table, it's called Engel's Law. Yes, the very same Engel's of Marx and Engel's fame, of the communist manifesto. This is the mathematical definition of systemic poverty. But here's the truly grotesque part. They aren't even buying real food anymore. To prevent mass starvation and full-blown bread riots, the state has forced agricultural producers to artificially suppress prices by cutting basic dairy products with counterfeit industrial-grade palm oil and beef fat. They're feeding their own population literally garbage, literal garbage, an ingestible paste because the Kremlin's war machine has devoured the national budget. The people are eating fake food, paid for with a collapse in currency while the government

7:15smiles and tells them that everything is going according to plan. They call it import substitution. I call it force-feeding your population's slop so the defense contractors can buy another mansion. When the business owner is back for relief, when they point out that their profits are zero in their drowning in debt, the head of central bank Elvira Nobunina looks them dead in the eye and calls it a planned cooling. Planned cooling, yeah. That's the clinical sociopathic term, the elite use when they are intentionally letting the civilian economy die to artificially suppress inflation debt. They are actively engineering the bankruptcy of their own citizens. Major retail chains are imploring. Ex-5 retail group, the giant between behind Pichyeračka, is running on a microscopic 2% margin. 4,500 stores closed in Moscow alone this year. Shopping malls are turning into ghost towns because the middle class no longer exists. In the state? The state is quietly mandateing a 15% labor purge across all municipal governments and state owned enterprises. They're firing hundreds of thousands of people, throwing them into the cold, creating a destitute underclass. Why?

8:16So that these desperate men facing eviction and starvation have absolutely no choice but to sign day 4.5 million rubles contract with a mainstream defense, grab a rifle and walk into a Ukrainian minefield, just to feed their kids. But even that blood money isn't enough to plug the bleeding artery of the war deficit. The federal budget is imploding. Again, like we said previously, they have burned through 90% of this year's planned deficit in just January and February and I'm still waiting for the date for March. So right now, the fact how to plug this home s, well the criminal elite, has now turned to openly talk about discussing the plan to confiscate the 67 trillion rubles of civilian savings currently sitting in the Russian banks. They are doing exactly what the dying Soviet Union did before it collapsed under its own weight. It's the direct undeniable return to the late Soviet Jedi andocracy where the state simply reaches into your bank account and steals everything you're worth for to fund its foreign imperial blunders. And the population knows it. The bank run is continuing and we're at not 1.9 trillion rubles. Again, we're waiting for the March data. This is going to be interesting

9:20since this is the biggest bank run since, well, since the war started. The people are buying paper maps and hoarding cash on their mattresses because they know the state is coming for their wallets. And what does the state do with all this stolen wealth? Well, they certainly aren't spending it on Russia. The physical infrastructure of the federation is literally dissolving. As we speak, massive floods are washing away entire towns in Chechnya and Dagestan. Bridges are collapsing, dams are failing, half million people are sitting in the dark without power. And the federal response? Of course, as usual, nothing. There is no money for emergency services, there is no money for regional infrastructure either. Instead, it's currently spending $11.8 billion to build the new railway line occupied Ukraine to bypass the carriage bridge. Why? Well, because the Crimean anti-air defenses, well, they're failing. They're pouring the nationals remaining wealth into the blood soaked dirt to the Donbass, while actual Russian federation sinks into the mud. It's so bad that in the heart of Moscow, the municipal government couldn't even afford to pay contractors to take down the Christmas decorations.

10:24It's late March, and massive New Year's threes are still rotting away in the capital, standing there. The empire is rotting from the inside out. Rapt and faded tinsel, managed by a man who believed they can steal that way to a victory that will never come. Because if you want to understand how the country destroys itself this quickly, you have to look at the people running it. You have to look at the absolute hallucinary delusion of an elite class that has completely lost touch with the reality on the ground. You have to look at the planet of the pink ponies, as Igor Girkin calls them, where the men are sending the surfs to die, and themselves are too busy admiring their own reflections. So I welcome you to this weird planet. A people running this meat grinder are under opavera clerks who are actively hallucinating their own competence. They live in a sanitized, hermetically sealed bubble completely divorced from the physical decay of the country they're running. Look at the head of Rostyl Yakom, Mikhail of Shavsky. This is the man who just pulled the plug on the nation after all. He flips the kill switch on the entire country's digital infrastructure,

11:25obliterates the volunteer networks, blots the frontline troops, and then steps up to the microphone with a giant vacant smile to say what's up died, telegram will die in the coming days, but our domestic up max is growing, so everything is fine. Everything is fine, of course. It is the battle cry of the terminally delusional. They have severeed the last remaining arteries of civilian communication, and they're celebrating it as a triumph of domestic software. We have seen this exapsychological pathology before. Look at Argentina in 1982. Leopold Galtieri and the military junta were sitting on top of a rotting bankrupt economy. Their domestic polling was closed in the toilet, the people were starving, and the system was cracking. So they pulled the classic dictators gambit a short victorious war. They invaded the Falklands to look like conquerors, and rallyed the peasants around the flag. Bad the second they ran into a technologically superior, highly motivated adversary, the entire facade just shattered. Their military was exposed to a hollow incompetent shell, but Galtieri couldn't admit it. He sat in his palace, sat in his palace in Buenos Aires printing fake news about Glorious Victory,

12:28as well as his formally equipped freezing conscripts. Well, they suffered in the mud. Putin's nomenclatura is doing the exact same thing right now, only there. They're doing it with the thread of nuclear weapons and electric kick scooters. Their printing reports about Glorious economic growth while the provinces wash away in the rain. But here's the beautiful dark irony of the current moment. The most rabid bloodthirsty cheerleaders of this war are, once again, carrying on with waking up to the grift. Zed bloggers, who spent the last four years screaming of the extermination of Kiev, are suddenly looking around and realizing that their own government hates them just as much. Alastazia Kashmarava, a hardcore Zed propagandaist, absolutely stabbed this week. She listened to a shave's key talking about how everything is fine, and she laid down the actual reality of the Russian Federation. She wrote that small and medium businesses are dying, volunteer networks are dying, the legal system is dying, the frontland groups are dying, the mystic production is dying, everything that wasn't killed during the eighties in the years, as she told us, is being systematically exterminated by the state right now.

13:29That's Anastasia Kashmarava, not me folks. She pointed out the grotesque hypocrisy of the elite. The Kremlin views the Russian people as cockroaches. They expect the Serfs to put on boss' shoes, shut their mouths, and die in a trench for the motherland. While the state managers and deputies got to gotically refuse to live in one room apartments, refuse to take the 30,000 rubles salaries, and absolutely refuse to wear cheap domestic suits. It's a culture of total unadulterated fraud. You have the head of Aftovaz standing on the stage, violently demanding that the peasants by domestic law does to support the war effort. And then, and he literally walks out the back door of this whole stage, that literally happened last week, and climbs into the leather seats of a German Mercedes. The state economic platters are standing in front of cameras, promising to build 1,000 domestic passenger planes by 2030, 1,000 planes, that occur in aviation sectors, literally cannibalizing its own feet for spare parts, just to keep a few smoking husks in the air, and they're promising a thousand new jets.

14:32Here's the geopolitical equivalent of a bank or polar guard by a gay Michelin star restaurant for his mistress using a textile credit card. A desperate pathetic projection of wealth, and, well, an illusion of power that simply does not exist anymore. And this fatal realization isn't just happening on telegram, it's bleeding directly into the trenches. So that author Slodkov just published a dispatch that should terrify every general in Moscow. The soldiers are also waking up. For years, the grounds in the mud told themselves that there was a clever plan. They thought the high command was holding back its true strength, waiting for the perfect moment to unleash the Rio-Russian bear. But, but, after 40 years of eating drone, trappno, they have realized that there is, well, there is no plan. There is no secret reserve. Slodkov admits that the troops now see their leadership as cowards. The men are ordered to charge forward and die without hesitation, while the elite in Moscow tipped around the west, quote, goose stepping on their haunches, and quote, terrified of actually fighting NATO, but too proud to admit they've lost.

15:33The soldiers are looking over their shoulders and realizing that the men, giving the orders, are terrified themselves. Because, well, they have, well, the elite pretend they're fighting a high-tech war against the combined might of the west, or so they pretend the reality of their utter impotence is burning right through their own backyard. Yeah, they have every reason to be afraid. They aren't just being dismantled by stealth bombers or high-percented cruise missiles. They are being humiliated by cardboard. And I mean cardboard quite literally here. Because, well, now we have to talk about Oostluga and Primorsk. See, this is the arterial network of the Russian Federation. This is where the lifeblood of the Empire, the oil, the gas, the hydrocarbons that pay for the right police, the propagandaists, and the golden toilets in the Kremlin, well, this is where the oil flows out into the world. Right now, the global oil market is in the state of sheer panic. After all, you know, we have around the United States trading blows. Brand crew despiking and the Kremlin was supposed to be rolling in this massive and expected windfall. And despite, and even in addition to all the facts that I've laid out the previous

16:36episodes, well, the olivarchs were still, practically salivating. But, um, the coupons sell it. Calm down, the tankers of the terminals are on fire. St. Petersburg, the cultural capital, the Venice of the North is, currently choking on a thick, toxic cloud of black smoke rolling in from the coast, and I mean it literally. Though the ecological reports have been devastating lately. The Ministry of Emergency situations is actively showing air quality warnings to the citizens. That smug, you're breathing, they're comrades in Russia. Well, that there is the smell of 40% of Russia's seaborne oil export capacity turning to ash. And, um, how did the mighty Ukrainian armed forces achieve the strategic decapitation? Million-dollar stealth bombers. Hypers in the cruise missiles. Nope. They used the Russian Zen propaganda to themselves, artistetically calling cardboard drones made of shit and sticks. Literally. I mean, as every fascist government, Russia just has to portray its enemies as simultaneously very weak. And extremely strong.

17:37For one, we can take a look at the Zen channel, The Welders. They're having a collective public nervous breakdown. Their posting videos of the attack coat on Ush sluga, and it's the most pathetic display of national defense you will ever see in your life. You have a multi-million strategically vital energy facility, and its air defense consists of some random underpaid security guard, standing on the tarmac, frantically dumping a magazine from his AK-47 into the pitch black sky. Yeah, there is no radar, no early warning network, no layered puns in missile systems, just a terrified guy with a collashnikov trying to shoot down a plywood lawnmower packed with high explosives. The humiliation is absolute. The propaganda starts screaming into the void. Where is the radar? What their defense doing? Calling back to the old memes. Well, they're not saying that, but it's still funny. But there's screaming that they're fighting NATO. And yet, you know, they're getting beaten to death by this cardboard. Literally, their words not mine. If this is what happens when, you know, these cheap proplanes, proplanes turn into drones fly over the border,

18:38well now, what would be happening now if they had actual towers, missiles? And this is not a nice, related incident. It's a systemic nationwide swarm. Last night, Tagandrog was hammered for four or three hours, over 60 drones darkened the sky, and the Kuibyshev-Azod plant-toyate hit. Refineries across the Rostov region, hit, Russian air defense network is full of so many holes, it resembles a rusted-out colander. The domestic blowback from the Sartirial bleed is already fatal. Because so many refineries are offline, the Kremlin had to panic and slap a ban on domestic gasoline exports it again. Do you know what happens when you throttle the domestic fuel supply ride at the exact moment when the spring agricultural sewing season begins, comrades? Well, I do know, because I live in the countryside. The tractors stop. The agricultural sector, which is already being decimated by the forced slaughter of the livestock, and a massive deficit of fertilizers, is now running out of gas. They're burning their own food supplies to try and keep the war machine fueled, and they're failing miserably at everything there.

19:39This is the reality of modern the symmetrical warfare. You don't need a thousand fake passenger jets on a fleet of yachts, when a $2,000 drone can paralyze the nation's entire economy. And speaking of the beautiful, beautiful, terrifying efficiency of Ukrainian drones, that raises the midpoint of today's broadcast and are well brand new campaign. Because if you're listening to this and smiling at the thought of Russian oil terminals turning into giant bonfires, then it's time to put your money where your grid is. We are helping out our friends at Cod for Ukraine, and this time it is the Easter trucks 2026 campaign. This one with the link that I'm going to post to you, that's specifically for the eastern border audience. The fans are going to the unit that I absolutely love. They are the Perun and Man systems battalion, attached to the 42nd mechanized brigade. Perun, the Slavic god of thunder and lightning, which gives me some incredible heavy metal sky forger rives. If you haven't checked out that laughing and bad, please do. Very similar to our own parkones after all. Well, these guys are living up to the name.

20:40They're currently operating in the absolute meat grinder of the Pukross direction, and you might want to know what makes the Perun battalion so lethal. Well, they're fielding specialized fiber optic guided drones. I want you to understand what that means. The Russians rely on heavy electronic warfare to jump radio signals, but you cannot jam a spool of physical fiber optic wire. These drones are completely immune to EW interference. The operator flies it right down the hatch of Russian tank and glorious, ungemable high definition. Earlier this year, the Perun operator single-handedly stopped the massive Russian and mechanized assault on the Novapalinka axis, reducing multiple tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, smoking strap metal. But these cool dudes, they need trucks, they need mobility to get these fiber optic nightmares up to the zero line, so they can keep running, keep running, turning Russian armor into spare parts. Go to car for your crane, campaigns, Easted Pisson Key Throcks 2026 Eastern Borer, links in the shell description. And they promised to make us a promo video too, but they're a little busy, you know, right now, vaporizing the invaders, so we have to take my word for it.

21:40Donate, fund the thunder. Let's help Perun keep the Russian skies lit up. Oh, and if you want to help this show, then of course you can go to patreon.com slash the Eastern Borer or to our fourth world page for some swag, or just go to theseternborer.ov and click the donate button over there. Much help will be much appreciated, especially in these days where sometimes I have to drop working on my shows for, well, alarms. Ah, good memories for when I was still back back in there, reporting straight from your crane. But there's much you can do, and I hope that you will. You know, grab your conscience and help out. First of all, the Perun guys, and well, then for me personally, me a bit as well, since I don't allow you guys, and we don't have any other funding besides what you provide to us. But now, now we'll come back to the nightmare comrades. We just spend the first half of this broadcast talking about the billion-dollar delusions of the criminal elite and the high-tech fiber-optic guided thunder of the Ukrainian Perun battalion.

22:42Now, let's pat the camera across the Ciroledon, look at the grim, scavenged reality of the so-called Second Army of the world. See, if you listen to the Nomenclatura in Moscow, they will tell you they're fighting a 21st century war. But the Russian Ministry of Defense is nothing but a powerpoint grift. It is a massive, bloated, bureaucratic tick that sucks up trillions of frubles and produces nothing but lies. The reality of the trenches isn't high-tech, it's pure, unadulterated Mad Max. It is scrap metal, duct tape, and absolute desperation. They recently had a big, huge, high-tech military technology show called Archimedes, 2026 in Russia. And one of our favorite Zedvatniks, Maxim Klasnikov, spent quite a lot of time reporting from it. I gathered his reports and, well, it was quite interesting to take a look at what they have reinvented and how they're trying to scam their own government for money and how their government is, well, making sure nothing new and actually innovative gets to the front lines. Let's start with the artillery.

23:43The Russians are literally running out of barrels. The Vontage Summit Artillery Park, the D-30s, the MSTAs, the GES Stints, their barrels are so worn from the overuse that they're practically smoothbore, assuming they don't just explode in the cruise faces. And the big, multiple, low-rocket launch systems, the Grads and Tornados, all their massive and slow targets, easily killed by drones in the modern war. The second, they're all out of the tree line, Ukrainian drones spout them and they prize them. So, what do the front line troops do when the state abandons them? Well, as presented in this Archimedes 2026, from which all the inventions come, these guys build weapons in a trench with the box of scraps. A front line engineer with a call-side mechanic invented something called the Kozyrog, the Capricorn. It's a stable, portable rocket tube mounted on a metal tripod. It weighs 200 kilos. It fires standard 122 millimeter grad rockets. But because it's a homemade metal pipe, the recoil is violent. To keep it from flipping backwards when it fires, the crew has to physically weigh down the front like with whatever heavy garbage they can scavenge from the ruins around them.

24:44Sandbags, logs, broken center blocks, even stolen sewer covers and house doors. The riga hull covered it with branches, stick this metal sewer pipe out of the door, and, uh, well, pray it hits something. Now, in a functional military, if a soldier invents cheap, highly mobile weapons system that saves lives, the Ministry of Defense evaluates it and scales it up. Did the Russian command do that? Did they learn something from this Archimedes show? Of course not. The generals looked at the Kozyrog and sneered. They said we already have grads, we don't need this. So the troops desperately just to survive, had to go online, hold out the digital hats, and crowned them and manufacturing themselves. Right now, there are 160 of these homemade rocket pipes operating on the front line, built by a small private enterprise in Jakarta in Borg, because the multi-trillion-rubo-russian defense budget couldn't be bothered to supply its own infantry, fire support. And it gets worse. Let's talk about the sky. The Russian infantry is being systematically exterminated by Ukraine in FPV drones. Up to 80% of their casualties are from these drones. The soldiers are begging for personal anti-air defense.

25:46And again, the state provides absolutely nothing. So, in this show, and in the end of Fincevastopol, named the Mithriti Chulkov, designs a Deutir self-shulgar attachment for the standard issue AK-74. It's a short metal tube that you screw onto the barrel. You load a magazine of blind cartridges, you shove a how-made canister full of box-shut into the muzzle, and you fire it like a 70th century blunder bus. It's primitive, it's desperate, and while people who know more about guns than I do, will probably explain why double exploding right in front of your barrels probably not a good idea, and why the very short metal makes it quite inaccurate. But I digress, I'll leave this to other experts. However, well, it is still completely terrifying that a supposedly modern army has to resort to this. But here's the ultimate punchline. This blunder bus attachment, as in effect as it may be, costs 3,000 rubles to make. That's roughly 30 euros. 30 bucks to give a soldier a fighting chance, or at least a moral illusion of fighting chance against the kamikaze drone.

26:46Does the Russian Ministry of Defense buy them? Do they order a million units to say at least some of their men and give morale boost to the others? Oh, again, this is Russia, of course they don't. Chulkov went to the government, begging them to mass-produce this attachment, and the bureaucrats in the newly four-military tech department sent him a formal rejection letter. Why? Well, because first he didn't have a registered patent, which takes six months of paperwork to file. And second, because he failed to provide an analytical, economical viability study, comparing it to non-existent analogs. Let that sink in. Russian men are bleeding to death in the mud, their limbs blown off by Ukrainian drones, and the clerks in Moscow are refusing to spend 30 euros on a piece of metal, because the inventor didn't file the proper patent paperwork. It's a bit of a crack death cult. The system is structurally, mathematically, incapable of top-down innovation. So you have a military with no functional artillery, no armor, that can survive down the open field, and, uh, yeah, no defense against the drones blotting out of the sun. How exactly do the commanders order an assault under these conditions?

27:49Well, you don't use tanks. You don't use troop carriers. You put your disposable surf meat on electric scooters. Yeah, I wish I was making this up for the sake of dark comedy, but I'm not. Striped-of-functioning armed personnel carriers and pedalized by total lack of electronic warfare protection, Russian commanders are now officially ordering broad offensive into places like Konstantiyivka using an armored, custom-consumer grade, Chinese electric scooters. They're sending men in cheap helmets, buzzing across open cratered fields, directly into the sides of Ukrainian heavy bomber drones. See, this is the closest that the Russians can get into an offensive push these days. It's a level of tactical depravity that we haven't seen since Zahar nickels the second. Back in 1917, good old Zahar, he was at his tech-rathic generals, believed the Russian peasantry was an infinite and exhaustible well of blood. They sent millions of conscripts into the meat grinder of the eastern front, sometimes without even issuing the rifles, telling them to simply pick up a weapon from dead comrade. Zahar treated his population as disposable biological spreadsheet,

28:52right up until the exact moment that the same battered bleeding army turned around in Marshall and Petrograd. Today's Kremlin has learned absolutely nothing. They have simply swapped the horse-rolled carts for electric scooters. And why are they doing this? Well, because the men giving the orders are utterly pathologically detached from the reality of the slaughter. Listen to the words of Alexander Khodakovsky, a prominent Russian battalion commander. He recently rotated this patch admitting that sometimes the high commanders gets bored. I want you to let that word sink in, bored. The generals, sitting in their bunkers, sipping tea, get tired of reading reports about slow, grinding positional warfare, where the infantry squads are wiped out for a few meters of mud. They want to see something dynamic. As they say in Russian, they want to report a massive in their quotes here, breakthrough to their bosses in Moscow. So according to Khodakovsky, they scrape the bottom of the barrel, assemble a column of whatever's crap metal is left, say ten armored vehicles, and order them to drive straight into a heavily mine field under a swarm of Ukrainian FPV drones on the Zaparigia front.

29:54That is out? Well, just as expected. Total, instantaneous, and complete annihilation. The entire column is wiped out before it even reaches the zero line. Everyone dies. All because the cleric with stars and his shoulders wanted to spice up his afternoon tea. Up to 90% of Russian casualties are happening before the troops even see a Ukrainian soldier. Yeah, this is just glorious, because, again, all of them from drones. To sustain this level of localized genocide, the state relies on a massive industrial scale lie. They're plastering the collapsing Russian cities with accruement ads, offering massive sign-on bonuses, and promising safe, rear-resional on jobs. But the Zed authors themselves are screaming warnings to the public. Listen to our, well, one of the most hated Zed bloggers, and I can make jokes about Gyrkin and Kalashnikov, but at least they haven't called for full-on genocide. But this guy, this 13th, yeah, you know how much I hate him if you listen to the show for a long while. But even he, even he recently posted a desperate reality check for any Russian man

30:55thinking about signing a contract to escape the economic collapse. He wrote, and I quote, quote, as soon as you sign that contract, you instantly become an awesome stormtrooper, and your opinion about being promised a job in the rear goes straight to hell. If you signed up to be a builder, you are digging trenches under drone fire. If you signed up to be a delivery driver, your handyday 30 kilogram backpack of explosives and told us to print across the minefield. Yet if you signed up to play the trumpet in the military or Kestra, your handyder rifle is shoved into an assault web. The state is running a baton switch. End quote. Yeah, even the most fanatical of Zed Vatnikov's admit that no one's being paid these millions of rubles to bake bread, or to do anything else except to die in 10 days. And, what happened to the military discipline when you treat your army like livestock? Ah, of course, it chattered. The route of the state has infected the officer corps. There was a video released by Alexander Mikhailov, a soldier from the 36th Separat Motorized Rifle Brigade. He didn't record the video threatening the enemy.

31:55He recorded the suicide video begging for a transfer, promising that if he is sent back to his unit, he will hunt down and murder his own commanding officers. Why? Because his commanders, officers whose calls sounds like fictil and tuman, tied him to a tree, beating him for two days and tortured him with electricity and water. They didn't torture him for military intelligence. They tortured him to extort his combat pay. They threatened to tie a grenade to him, blow him up, and ride it off, or the ledger as Ukrainian drone strike, if he had, if he didn't hand over his salary. This is the terminal phase of the Empire's military occasion. When your officers are running mafia extortion rack, it's torturing their own men for blood money, and your soldiers are publicly swearing to frag their commanders. You no longer have an army. You have an armed desperate mob of serfs trapped in a nightmare. And the state's absolute contempt for these men doesn't stop when they get wounded. In fact, that is when exactly the true horror of their status as other serfs begins. Now, if we want to look at the historical equivalent for this level of state-sponsored demographic suicide,

32:57you have to look back to South America in the 1860s. Look at Francisco Solano Lopez, the dictator of Paraguay. Lopez, if I remember from my tiny little, one amount of Spanish classes that I took, was a man completely blinded by his own imperial hubris. He decided to pick a fight with Brazil, Argentina, and Uruguay at the same time. The war of the triple alliance. When his initial offensive collapsed, he didn't super-peace. He didn't admit defeat. He just kept feeding his own people into the mid-grander. He drafted the old men, he drafted the children, and he threw them all at the enemy's guns. But the time Lopez was finally hunted down and killed in the mud, Paraguay had lost anywhere from 70 to 90 percent of its entire adult male population. He had annihilated his own country's future just to protect his own ego. Mr. Putin, the so-called president of the so-called Russian Federation, is doing the exact same thing. The Kremlin views the Russian male, not as a citizen with rights, but as straight property. Look at the very recent cheerful announcement

33:58from Dr. Mitri Medvedje. He went on camera to proudly declare that there is absolutely no need to announce the new wave of mobilization, and the propaganda is collapsed. But why is there no new mobilization? Because the Kremlin has simply decided that the 300,000 men drafted back in the autumn of 2022. While they're never coming home, they are literal serfs. You might take this as some sort of mockery, but I'm not. The word Serf Kripa Sniye describes their condition in the Russian side of the battlefield the best, like objectively the best. Because they have been handed a life sentence in these trenches. The Z channels are overflowing with bitter, hard-broken letters from these men. They write about getting a rare, two-week leave, walking through their front doors, and realizing their own toddlers are terrified of them. A soldier comes home from the slaughterhouse in Zaporizha, and his three-year-old Chad looks at him and asks, Uncle, who are you? The state took these men away, threw them into the mud and quietly cancelled their return tickets.

35:00But the frontline is a woodchipper, and the broad offensive is required a constant stream of fresh blood. The Russian state is getting so desperate to fill the gaps left by the drone swarms that they're scraping the absolute bottom of everything that they can. Take the story out of Norezh this week. Yuri Gavrilov is a 50-year-old veteran who volunteered in 2022. He caught some strapped knell, spent a year and seven months rotting in the military hospital, and finally had his leg amputated. He's a one-leg man. This week, the local police suddenly raided his apartment, claimed he sold a tiny pack of drugs for 3,000 rubles. Again, that's 30-year-olds, and immediately offered him a choice. Go to a brutal penal colony for years, or sign a new contract and go back to the front. They're literally trying to blackmail a one-legged amputee, who is a veteran, back into the assault infantry. Yeah, we're talking about that level of reserves and willingness of fight inside of Russian people, especially knowing that the last time they declared mobilization, well, hundreds of thousands escaped through Georgia. And the Z-Vitniks, they noticed,

36:02because as they now are complaining constantly, those who obey the law, well, the Russian law, that is, if you can call it that way, they now ended up being the fools. Yet, yet, of course, and no one is surprised here, the Kremlin's absolute structural contempt for human life doesn't stop with the soldiers. In, of course, extends directly to the civilians whose lives this war has destroyed. Let's look at the Kursk region. Almost two years ago, the Ukrainian armed forces in a daring offensive crossed the border and occupied a tiny sliver of human Russian land. Today, there are over 112,000 Russian citizens from Kursk, who are still homeless refugees, inside their own country. Yeah, and the country that started this war, mind you. 112,000 people who are living in temporary sheltered gyms and rented rooms. And what did the Great Russian Empire, the state that constantly boasts on television about how it's going to rebuild the entire Donbas from the ashes and promises this magical Russian world, which will never exist and never has, actually does for its own, for its own displaced people.

37:04It abandoned them. For a while, the state paid them a meager survival stipend of 65,000 rubles a month. But in January, the government quietly cut them off, stating the funds have been directed to other goals. And to make sure the rest of the country didn't feel the sympathy for them, the ruling United Russia party launched a vicious media campaign on local television, branding these homeless to refugees as parasites. The state TV actually ran segments calculating how much money a displaced family might have theoretically saved up, accusing them of being greedy, of being the local budget dry, and telling them to stop whining. When the refugees asked for the housing certificates, they were promised to rebuild their destroyed homes, the bureaucracy traps them in a catch-22. The state says a commission must physically expect the ruins first, but the commissions refuse to go, claiming it's too dangerous because of the drones. The refuse to even use military drones to photograph the damage, claiming it risks the lives of the soldiers. As a result, the state issues may be a hundred housing certificates a month. At that rate, it will take centuries to house the people of Kursk.

38:05But you can only push a population so far. You can only feed them so much, palm oil, kill so many of their husbands, and burn down so many of their homes before the grand delusion finally shatters. And right now, we're carrying on with the phase where, again, everyone's spotting the incoming fire. Even the most loyal bloodthirsty servants of the regime are, day by day, increasing a number among those who have been disillusioned. This is the terminal phase of the ideological collapse, and I'm just documenting here how, well, I say August. My previous prediction that we're going to be taking a look at, what's happening in August, yeah, that's where it's going to happen. Because, well, quite obviously. See, the people who spent the last four years screaming on television for nuclear annihilation of, of London and the total subjugation of Kiev are suddenly expecting a miraculous onset of pacifism. They can finally realize that the corrupt capitalist oligarchy, managed by thieves,

39:07cannot outcry in the combined industrial might of the West. Look at Grigoriy Kubiatan, a frontland correspondent for the Komsomoiskye Pravda. This is one of the absolute core of the state media apparatus. What is he writing this week? Well, he's openly begging for negotiations. He writes, quote, I understand what the problem is. Part of the elite makes money and war and long war suits them. Another part suffers losses once to quickly agree on peace. He points out that while the Soviet Union could evacuate its state-owned factories beyond the Urals, modern Russia is owned by private oligarchs who are just watching their billion-dollar refineries burn to the ground. He openly admits that they have failed to inflict any unacceptable damage on Ukraine. And on the West too, by the way, because they still think that they're fighting all of NATO as a matter of self-pride. It's better clues to the whole West, after all. Even though, like in the joke, the West hasn't really arrived for the war just yet. And then Hitler is the fatal psychological blow. He writes, quote, for the past four years, we could not or did not want to win, which means we will have to negotiate. It is impossible to fight endlessly. End quote. And the premier propagandists of the state

40:10are publicly asking, are we still even trying to win? The ideological spine of the war is broken. It is breaking right now. And, well, people who claim that Russia is somehow still winning. Well, they know less about this than the guys paid by the Russian propagandicus. Hawaii, even the most official people, even so the other himself, is openly stating doubt and screaming for negotiations right now. The ZXP is fracturing into a million pieces of pathetic and narcissistic rage. And oh boy, today it's 31st of March, tomorrow on the 1st of April. Well, that's when the telegram got cut off. Next episode is going to be all about that, tender, some more little stuff there because, oh boy, during my little mental break, a lot of things happened. But I would like to especially take a look at one Yegor Homogorov, one of the loudest, most militant imperialist ideologues on the Russian internet. How did he react to the state forcing everyone off telegram and onto the max up? He threw a temper tantrum. He very similar to the mislaw, but not as loudly, basically, posted a manifesto threatening to leave

41:13himself from the internet. He wrote, quote, if they banned telegram, when there will be no blogger and publicist Homogorov, the state will lose more from this than I will. Amazing, the absolute towering arrogance of it. The state is feeding hundreds of thousands of its own citizens into a meat grinder, fighting 15% of its workforce and freezing nations bank accounts, and this keyboard warrior, thanks to Kremlin, is going to weep over the loss of his blog posts. The state does not care about you Yegor. You were a useful idiot, and now that the net thief is collapsing, they're putting you back in the box. And very soon, the state is also going to run out for the useful idiots in the western space. You will see all these people who were very much pro put in just switching around their tunes. I can guarantee you that because the state is running out of money, and that's the number one prediction that I can tell you that they're cutting off a budget. They're going to keep doing this for a while, yeah, but very soon, very soon, dear comrades. But of course, when such a totalitarian narrative collapses,

42:16the Russian states cannot simply admit failure. It cannot admit that its military was hollowed out by corruption or that its economy was destroyed by its own leadership. It needs a scapegoat. And when an autocracy panics, it always reaches for the oldest, darkest, most classical scapegoats in the playbook. This week, Mash, one of the largest, most heavily funded state line media syndicates in Russia, with millions of subscribers, pledged from from today straight into the 1930s. They published a slick, highly produced, multi-part infographic, explicitly reviving the, well, the worst, or you know, best for Russian government, I suppose, anti-Semitic conspiracy theories of the 20th century. They're not even talking about Ukraine anymore. They literally claim that the Russian state is being undermined by a global network of sleeper agents, called the Sianim. The text literally states, and I quote, every Jew serves the Mossad or the Sianim. In the broad sense, this is a Jew to whom any other Jew can turn for help. And quote, they're telling their millions

43:21of readers that every single Jewish person on earth is a covert agent of Israeli intelligence, orchestrating sabotage and liquidating enemies from the shadows. It's brilliant. They have just gone back to protocols of the elders of Zion, except they have wrapped it into modern telegram graphic. It's desperate, it's violent, it's the ultimate proof of their systemic bankruptcy. When you can no longer blame not even NATO because you're getting beaten to death by just, you know, drones and cheat drones of that, you revert to blaming a global ethno-religious hive mind. Yeah, because, you know, as I always say in these cases, have you seen how the Parliament of Israel, the Knesset, works? Have you seen how many parties get elected there? As I tell by my sci-fi author, friends, if you want to know how a global parliament of some sort of future where puberty would be unified would work like, just take a look at the Knesset because, oh boy, Jews of all sorts are there. And, well, they really don't look like they could actually run the whole world if you look at what's going on over there. It's a full-blown, crazy

44:24debate, it's everything. But not like these anti-Semitic idiots who really haven't even checked the basic geopolitics, not anything of that sort. Because these guys, well, they're actively pre-loathing the target for, I guess, for some new domestic mobs, pointing a finger away from the Kremlin because they are afraid that something's coming. And it's welcome, except I always say, like I always say in August, and, hey, when it's cream, it was a Knesset, it was the hidden enemy. But, you know, the mobs, at this point they aren't really looking at the hidden enemy. It's a bit too late there. They're looking at the Kremlin. The Z-Channel Ghost of Novorecia posted the most chilling, accurate autopsy of this entire disaster. They wrote that with all these new bands, all this tightening of the screws. All this digital suffocation, all of this message is just accelerating the end of the state. Power of is an illusion. Ghost of Novorecia rose in his channel. It is built on the conviction of all participants that there are rules. When the fundamental postulates are undermined, the people stop believing in the illusion. Sparks fly, empires crumble.

45:27End quote. And then this Ghost of Novorecia guy laid out the final inevitable consequence of Putin's grand imperial suicide. Quote, continuing in the same vein will inevitably lead to the first rock from the crowd into the Shedip's window. And will he, the Shedip, definitely come out with a big revolver and punish the villains. And if not, what then? End quote. What then indeed? The information lights out out in Moscow. The oil ports are burning, the serfs are freezing, and the empire is holding its breath, waiting for the sound of sheddering glass. And I'll be here to make sure that you know all about it. Thank you for listening, comrades. But remember to check the show notes to support the Pedun Battalion through car for Ukraine, or drop by our Patreon if you want to keep the show running. And you know, there's also the these are bored out of here, our fourth wall. This stuff over here in the border, it's a bit scary. My rooms are all clear and I still have some food to cook. But seems to me that across the

46:29border, a long night is just beginning. Sleep while comrades. Keep your eyes on the east end, as usual remember, happiness is mandatory.