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December 2031
At 2am EST, November 9th 2028, the most successful subversion operation in history came to an end. Events progressed swiftly thereafter.
First came the tying of loose ends on both sides. In Russia, four men vanished without a trace. The cause – they knew too much.
The first to go toes up was General Alexander Bortnikov, Director of the FSB. A true Silovik and longtime Putin crony (until he got on his wrong side), Bortnikov was in the middle of a meeting in his 15th floor corner office when two burly men barged in and grabbed him. They slipped a black hood over his head, dragged him down the stairs to a waiting black Aurus Senat and drove off. He was never heard from again.
The second man forced into raising the daisies was a 33-year old ex-hacker who, during his criminal career, had gone by the Hacker ID “Forb”.
All private hackers worth the salt have their own randomly chosen Hacker IDs, while state-sponsored entities are given names by their sponsors. For instance the above mentioned “Forb” is a private individual who might occasionally moonlight for the state, but Russian state sponsored hackers invariably have “bear” in the name (eg:Fancy Bear, CozyBear). The Chinese trot out their pandas (mustang panda, kryptonite panda). The Iranians use dogs, cats and lions in their mythological manticore style (eg:MagicHoundManticore, MistyKittenManticore, HushLionManticore), etc. I have heard the North Koreans use names of constellations but haven’t taken the trouble to find out individual names of those cockwombles.
Aleksandrovich Dukochaev (aka ‘Forb’), had engaged in credit card fraud and hack-for-money schemes, before he was arrested by agents of the FSB on cooked up charges of high treason.
Then came the switch. To avoid jail time, Dokuchaev agreed to work for the FSB’s Center-18 and was given the name “Patrick Nag”. Goes to show that there is no hard and fast naming pattern. Patrick Nag became the FSB’s spearhead. All charges were dropped and he began wreaking the havoc that shut down Barclays and Standard Chartered. For a period of six months, starting April 2020, ‘Patrick Nag’ drew shivers through the financial institutions that thronged London’s Lombard Street.
The third man to disappear off the face of the earth was Major Boris Antonov, head of Unit:26265 within the GRU (Russia’s military intelligence arm). This is a shadowy hacker group that, in 2016, became known worldwide as “Fancy Bear”.
Russia’s political influence efforts solidified with Fancy Bear. In March 2016, Hillary Clinton’s campaign chair, John Podesta, received a Google security alert which a hung-over IT staffer at the Clinton campaign mistyped “legitimate” instead of “illegitimate”. That email turned out to be a fake phishing attack from Fancy Bear and allowed the FSB to be the fly-on-the-wall, surreptitiously copying anything Podesta exchanged on his email, ultimately getting WikiLeaks to publish roughly 50,000 emails.
Some of the emails exposed candid, unvarnished criticisms of Hillary Clinton by her own inner circle, including Podesta himself. Those emails revealed Podesta to be a slimy back-stabbing toad of a man and not the long-standing friend and trusted ally that the Clintons thought he was.
Nothing caused Hillary Clinton’s 2016 Presidential campaign more damage than the Fancy Bear hack of Podesta’s emails. (Except maybe her “basket of deplorables” speech and her complete lack of feminine appeal or charisma).
The fourth man who sleeps with the fishes was one of whom not much is known, but his exploits made him the undoubted numero uno of hackers tied to the Russian government. He went by the moniker “Guccifer 2.0”.
Some time in May 2016 Guccifer had, at the behest of the FSB, hacked into the email system of the US Democratic National Committee, at it’s headquarters in Washington DC. The hack revealed the shocking duplicity of the DNC head – a reptilian creature of the swamp named Debbie Wasserman Shultz. If you touched her skin you’d actually be able to feel the scales.
Guccifer also showed that ahead of the 2016 US Presidential primary, top party officials secretly disparaged rival Democratic Presidential contender, Bernie Sanders, bestowing the Democratic Party establishment’s clear preference on his primary opponent, Hillary Clinton, thereby deliberately undermining Sanders’ chances.
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On the initiator side of the 2016 Russian hacking spree, the choice of hacking targets was coordinated by a slick smooth-talking prick, an American named Paul Manafort, who had been thrust upon the then candidate Trump as his campaign manager. And who did the thrusting? The Kremlin, ofcourse.
The recruitment of Manafort had been orchestrated through a shadowy figure named Sergey Mikhailov who just happened to be the head of Russia’s largest organized crime syndicate, Solntsevskaya Bratva. Manafort owed huge sums of money to some very nasty oligarchs in Putin’s inner circle who had given Mikhailov the task of straightening him out, The 2013 Moscow Ritz Carlton Trump “pee tape” rounded out the success of the Russian coersion effort to make Trump America’s first “Manchurian Candidate”.
Yes, I strongly believe there actually was a pee tape.
Manafort knew too much and had to go and he did. Soon as the hacking operation was wound down after Trump’s win in the fall of 2016, Manafort faded into the background, receding from news bulletins. Soon we stopped asking, “Where the fuck is that Manafort guy??”
Wait, he wasn’t whacked, no. Unlike the above four unfortunate gentlemen, Manafort avoided buying the farm because Trump intervened. Why Trump intervened is a question that has not yet been answered. Was it because Manafort too had a copy of the pee tape safely stashed with a lawyer somewhere? Possibly.
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For those who have no idea what the pee tape was, it was a video in which Trump….. no, I can’t do this, its too disgusting. Go google it.
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Now comfortably ensconced in a Palm Beach mansion in Florida, Manafort lives on and has in fact prospered. He is an “international political consultant and corporate adviser”, offering strategic guidance to foreign far-right and populist political factions who are looking to subvert (or usurp) unstable grift-ridden regimes around the world. As a sideline, he also advises shady crypto firms on navigating the U.S. political landscape. That is shorthand for grift.
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Meanwhile, the gradual annexation of North America has now gone into Phase-2. Wall Street shut down in the fall of 2029, as the big three – JP Morgan Chase, Goldman Sachs and Bank of America Merill Lynch merged their assets with Moscow based Vneshtorgbank, a 61% Russian state-owned bank that on paper was founded by a man named Igor Storsky.
Igor Storsky just happened to be Vladimir Putin’s hairdresser in the 1990s.
The merger gave the new behemoth combined assets in excess of $11 trillion. After the deal, the Russian government’s stake in the Vneshtorgbank is reported to have reached 89%, the other 11% (over $1 trillion) being personally held by Storsky, the barber.
Yeah, right! Heh heh !!!
It didn’t take long for the other three Wall Street giants, Morgan Stanley, Citigroup and Wells Fargo, to hang out their shingles with another Putin henchman and get swallowed into yet another merger, this one with the St Petersburg-based Bank Rossiya, a private bank whose largest shareholder, Yuri Kovalchuk, used to be Putin’s gofer boy at the St Petersburg city administration in the 1990s when Putin was the city’s deputy mayor. Kovalchuk would carry out important duties like bringing Putin his morning coffee and running errands like having the deputy mayor’s limo washed.
After the merger, Bank Rossiya’s assets have skyrocketed from a tiny $18 billion to a staggering $7 trillion.
And Kovalchuk owns 40% of Bank Rossiya. Double Heh heh !!!
The Panama Papers had already established the fact that Igor Storsky and Yuri Kovalchuk are mere fronts for Putin. Therefore if one does the math, then Putin controls assets worth nearly $4 trillion in the banking sector alone. We have not even begun scratching the surface of the energy sector.
Elon Musk, go suck your thumb. Triple heh heh !!!
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Russia is now a nation with a vassal state, which Putin calls “Zapad Rossii” (West Russia), once known to the world as the United States of America. The demise of a once vainglorious nation is now complete. The original Russia now calls itself “Velkaya Mat” (Great Mother).
The annexation of Canada into Zapad Rossii is imperative and in an advanced stage of planning, slated to be completed by the fall of 2032. The annexation is not a given because Canadians are fiercely loyal fighters and every Canadian between 15 and 80 (including yours truly) will be holding an assault rifle at the border, no question.
Sadly, Canada’s beloved Prime Minister, Mark Carney, is no more, killed when his plane exploded over the Atlantic as he was flying back after a meeting with the EU at Brussels where Canada’s entry into a new transcontinental alliance replacing the EU was being finalized. He won’t be replaced.
A new circum-polar air shuttle has been launched, with it’s HQ in Moscow, to catch the sudden rush of business commuters. For whites, travel between the two Rossiis and issuance of intra-national work permits are automatic.
With Canada in the fold, Vostoch Rossi + Zapad Rossi will own 30% of the world’s landmass, 36% of its proven oil reserves, 28% of rare earths and 45% of the world’s food grain capacity. It will have the power to impoverish and starve millions all over the western hemisphere.
The currency of Zapad Rossii is still the American dollar, though the American economy has shrunk 80%, leading to a free fall in the value of the USD which is now trading at par with the Rouble. Zapad Rossii’s per capita GDP was hovering at somewhere between the western African dictatorship, Gabon and Bulgaria. It has now stabilized to a few rungs below Iraq, at $5800.
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Premier Donald J. Trump of Zapad Rossii too is dead. May he never rest in peace. He was spared the hassle of having to explain, to the redneck bozos who had followed him blindly, what went wrong. A few yards from Tiffany’s on 5th Avenue, in front of a dilapidated 58-storey structure that was once known as Trump Tower, stands a seedy memorial. The words emblazoned on the chipped white marble will not be recognizable to most of his minimally educated constituents since they are in Russian – “In Memoriam – Donald J.Trump, 1st Premier of Zapad Rossii.” The monument appears decrepit, uncared for.
Trump’s is a sad story. A year after his third inauguration, rumors began to swirl about a raging affair between his Slovenian wife, the glowering reptilian Melania and Putin. Slavic folks are after all, clannish.
Putin has confered on Melania considerable authority in the running of Zapad Rossii. Nothing gets done there these days, without Melania Knavs’ go-ahead. Sweet justice indeed, for the way the Trump children had marginalized her and her darling Baron, now adopted by Putin, who craved having a son. Baron Trump is the heir apparent.
Knavs has picked a goon, a retired bat shit crazy four-star General named Michael Flynn, to be her Chief of Staff. The grapevine says she is fucking him too.
Just as folks are still scratching their heads over who killed JFK, nobody is sure how Premier Trump was whacked. Most likely, he was done in by a cheese burger, but Zapad Rossii’s only authorized news network, RT America, stated that a day before that ridiculous orange hair of his fell off, his body mysteriously turned blue and his lungs exploded. The Premier had been diagnosed with an exotic galloping form of a flesh-eating disease which the report said ate his mushroom-headed richard first.
One underground publication, Politico, however placed the cause of death as an assassination. The day prior to his death, the Premier had a heavy-set visitor from Moscow. Politico identified the man with 80% certainty as one Igor Serechensky, an operative of the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service, SVR, who had gained a level of notoriety within the world of intrigue that was second only to the Venezuelan assassin, Carlos. Igor Serechensky was rumored to be the man who emptied the little vial of Pu-210 into ex-FSB officer, Alexander Litvinenko’s cup of tea in London, two decades prior.
Premier Trump had simply opened the bathroom door when he went in for his 6am poop dump. The chemical agent that had been smeared on the door knob by Serechensky the previous evening when he had excused himself to use the loo, was a cholinesterase inhibitor, that blocked nerve-to-muscle signals and caused rapid paralysis, respiratory failure and ultimately cardiac arrest. Developed at a lab near Moscow, it first became known to the world around 2018 as Novichok.
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Nowadays, the entire area around Wall Street – from the Brooklyn Bridge in the north to State Drive in the south and from Broadway in the west to FDR Drive on the waterfront – bears a deserted look – a shell of it’s glory days. Wall Street itself is reduced to a wind-swept wilderness, with leaves blown helter skelter by howling winds that treat the tall buildings as venturi funnels.
There are not many billionaires left, their wealth now reduced to worthless pieces of paper. All the small auxiliary businesses in Manhattan, like restaurants and sidewalk fast food carts, are gone. Jeremiah Johnson, proprietor of WillyDogs, a once flourishing hotdog stand at the corner of Broadway and Pine that had billionaires for it’s lunchtime clientele, has moved to Salem to live at his grandmother’s chicken farm.
Elon Musk, considered a grave threat by Putin, died of backed-up poop in his colon, because he was terrified of turning the door knob of his loo.
Bill Gates, now a retired ex-pedo, lives. Barely a millionaire now, he is now only the 15468th richest man in the world. He is miffed but he is careful not to show he is miffed, since dissent is frowned upon and he cherishes being able to continue living, visiting the loo and getting out unharmed.
Of course it no longer matters what Gates or folks like him think anymore. All tech businesses have been consolidated under a single Russian umbrella company named Shaltay-Boltay, a Moscow-based organisation that is known elsewhere across the world as the hacking syndicate ‘Anonymous’.
In the past everyone thought the future was in Information Technology and now it is in the hacking of it. Usernames and passwords have long become passé. No one bothers with them these days. Perhaps it is for the best, since no one has any money anyhow.
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The heads of the five New York mob families, as also the other major mob bosses all across Zapad Rossii, have long since been poured into the fast-setting concrete foundations of new real estate properties that originally came up under a now defunct Trump Global Inc. Anyone speaking Sicilian in Brooklyn is long dead. Anybody who says he is Castellammarese doesn’t exist in New York anymore. ‘Ndrangheta had promised Putin they would drop the stupid apostrophe but they have still been ‘Nded. The Mexicans, the Colombians, the Cubans and the Vietnamese gangs have simply melted away.
The FSB has, through the Solntsevskaya Bratva, taken over. Russian is now the official language of the burgeoning global drug, sex trafficking and extortion trade.
Polymarket and Kalshi no longer exist in their original form. Since the Commodities Trading and Exchange Commission and the state gambling laws in Zapad Rossii don’t exist any longer, every bet now faces a rigged result. The winner now is one who has predicted correctly the rigged result. Like the lotteries have always been, these two platforms too let an ordinary player win once in a while, just frequently enough for other idiots to go in and play. Hey, the house wins, always.
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In the east, Vladimir Putin has forged a strategic alliance with China’s Xi Jin Ping, leaving for China the rest of Asia outside of Russia. South Asia, Australia, New Zealand, Japan, both Koreas, the Far East and Antarctica are now under China’s direct control, while the Americas, Europe, Africa, the Middle East, the Central Asian ‘stan’ republics and the Arctic, remain under Vostoch Rossii’s hegemony.
Consequently, in a recent summit, Putin was rumored to have stated to President Xi that he had no position on a possible Chinese annexation of sovereign Indian territory, even though Russia had been historically friendly with India. Friendships have always come with a caveat in international politics.
Having already annexed Nepal, Bhutan and Sikkim, Chinese armored brigades rolled into Arunachal Pradesh, before spilling further west into the northern provinces of Uttar Pradesh, Bihar and Bengal. The impoverished regions of central and eastern India and all along India’s eastern seaboard had been reeling under a decades-long insurgency by Maoist goons who called themselves Naxalites. These regions were a cakewalk for the Chinese invasion.
On India’s western flank, China’s Pakistani quislings obliged by driving their ranger divisions, motorized artillery and armored brigades into Gujarat, Rajasthan, Punjab and Haryana. The Pakistani PM, Mariam Nawaz, couldn’t give a flying fuck about the thousands of Pakistani soldiers that would die.
It is said that the Indians fought fiercely. But it was all in vain. An initial estimate of the military and civilian casualties on the Indian side in the first week of the pincer assault was in 100,000s. In spite of having a stockpile of 180 nuclear warheads and bombs of 15-20 kiloton yield, India chose not to use them because the Chinese had threatened complete annihilation if it did.
The subjugation of India was complete when a crack team from the Chinese Airborne Special Forces unit, Leishen (Thundergod), stormed the India’s Prime Minister, Narendra Modi’s Race Course Road official residence early in the morning of December 16, 2022. They were expecting the Indian leader to be hiding in the underground bunker below the basement and they had brought along the explosives necessary to blast their way in, but Modi had chosen to remain seated in his study where they came upon him, his face calm and collected. While all the aides were being rounded up, one commando entered the study and put a single 9mm round from his silenced QCQ-05 between Modi’s eyes. The Prime Minister was dead before he could form the Hindu prayer word ‘om’ on his lips.
Soon as the dust settled, the Chinese Prime Minister, Li Qiang, flew into New Delhi on the orders of President Xi and installed India’s next leader, the second female to lead the country, Mamata Bannerjee. With that, the transformation of India into a satrapy was complete. One lifelong firebrand bachelor was replaced by one lifelong firebrand spinster.
According to a leaked report, the words that President Xi spoke to the vain, puffed up Bengali on receiving her at his offices at the Zongnanhai a month later, were the only words that his mentor, Chou-En-Lai, had taught him to say, decades earlier…..……
“Hindi Chini Bhai Bhai”.
