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In its most famous ever editorial, published on September 5th 1899, the Skibereeen Eagle, a tiny local newspaper in the remotest part of |reland, warned Tsar Nicholas II, “the Emperor of Russia” that its eagle eye was on him and his machinations in Port Arthur against the Chinese and Japanese. Although the Battle of Port Arthur between the Russians and Japanese followed only a few short years later, the Skibereen Eagle’s pompous warning to the Tsar that “The Skibereen Eagle is watching you” remains a core part of newspaper folklore to this day, especially when we look at the military shapes the emasculated European Union is today throwing in Russia’s direction.

In examining projects like whether the EU is in a position to attack Russia, it is customary to look at its feasibility before looking at how to finance such adventurism and then to see who benefits. However, as the Chinese have written this excellent opinion piece which the SCF saw fit to recently republish here, let’s get the financing out of the way before briefly looking at the stakeholders and returning to the feasibility of this mad cap idea. Not only do the Chinese show that Europe cannot afford to fund such a white elephant but, in pointing out that the EU’s Central, East European and Mediterranean members will have to cough up their “fair share”, they hint at the corruption that is at the heart of the European Union, that Ursula von der Leyen, Kaja Kallas and the other parasites who sit atop the European Union gravy train will steal yet more resources from the hard pressed European taxpayer to fund their never-ending scams.

Compare and contrast what bums like them hope to extract from this scam with what this Barbie doll and thousands of others like it typify. To save you watching it, the doll is a female Ukrainian soldier missing a leg and an arm and being kept upright with the use of a crutch. Just as female Ukrainian soldiers have had their legs torn off them, so also can other European working class women, the likes of those two tarts apart, expect the same if they are thrown into the meat grinder. That so many young lives must be destroyed to further fatten the two legged cows of the European Union and that all of this will be done on the dime of Europe’s poorest is beyond blasphemous but that is how these mini Caligulas and sawn off Neros have always rolled.

Having allowed the Chinese to discredit the means by which this adventurism will be funded, let’s look at the project itself by first casting our minds back to the armies of Hitler and Napoleon, who tried this same caper in days gone by. The best that can be said about Hitler is that enslaving the Slavs was at the heart of his economic model and, when Hitler invaded Russia to achieve that aim, he bit off much more than he could chew. As regards Napoleon, whose armies got to Moscow quicker than Hitler’s did, Napoleon was the archetype schoolyard bully, who believed that all squabbles could be settled with fisticuffs and not with diplomacy. Infamously, all of that unraveled for him in Russia and he finished his days growing turnips in the South Atlantic as a consequence.

All that said, the field marshals of both Hitler and Napoleon were serious dudes, leaders who understood their chosen craft and what was expected of them and, in Napoleon, they had history’s greatest and most charismatic tactician.

But Kaja Kallas? Christ on a bike! Here is Europe’s reincarnated Joachim von Ribbentrop playacting here and here at being James Bond, agent double 0 seven, with a licence to kill from His Majesty, King Charles. And here, by way of contrast, is Belarusian peace activist Alexsandr Lukashenko packing an AK47 as he tours his troops. For Lukashenko and tens of millions like him, this ain’t no James Bond pretend game. Mess with them and, as the hundreds of thousands of dead Ukrainians attest, it is curtains. And, as for Prince William throwing shapes from a Warrior tank just inside the Estonian border with Russia, cross that border, Billy boy and see what happens.

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In this clip from Lawrence of Arabia (brilliant bassooning), Peter O’Toole is complemented on a brilliant bit of soldiering for taking Aqaba from the Turks, who were caught off guard. But what surprise attack or brilliant bit of soldiering could work on the Russians, who are dug in and prepared for all contingencies even a reincarnated Napoleon could concoct?

It is, I feel, no coincidence that NATO’s International Criminal Court have issued arrest warrants for Sergey Kobylash, the commander of the Long-Range Aviation of the Russian Aerospace Forces, and Viktor Sokolov, the commander of Russia’s Black Sea Fleet, as both of those bodies have been in the thick of the Ukrainian action. And nor is it coincidental that POTUS Trump has recently made all kinds of “Rocketman” threats against Iran’s missile and drone programs, which could easily relocate to Russia should the situation demand it. Either way, Russia has a lot of hi tech military muscle at its back and there are plenty of young Russian soldiers, who would like to engage with Prince William, aka Tommy the Tank, at close quarters.

On the matter of European military muscle, the fact of the matter is that, since Germany’s unconditional 1945 surrender, Europe has been a mere military appendage to the United States. Although that was most obvious in the Suez Crisis, when Israel, Albion and France had to abandon their Egyptian invasion plans after Eisenhower pulled the plug on them, the fact is that Europe does not have an autonomous arms industry and, as the Eurofigher and Gripen sagas show, nor does it have a tried and tested one, especially when compared to Russia and its potential partners. Though Europe might have some sturdy trees, NATO’s forest belongs to the United States and the only reason the British have a robust arms industry is because the Americans gave them preferential treatment.

Because the name of the game with Kallas, von der Leyen and the rest of Europe’s fat cats is kickbacks and corruption, we have to regard all this posturing and shape throwing with the same jaundiced scepticism as we viewed their proposed reconstruction of Ukraine, as a means of them wallowing even deeper into the trough. For them, life is just one long, never ending gravy train.

But wars are not won by running the endless LGBT parades the Swedish and Irish armies get their rocks off on. It is won by the grit, toil and sacrifices of the ordinary Russian grunt, the tactical and strategic superiority of those charged with command, control and coordination and the supply chain logistics underpinning all that which, in Russia’s case, seems to be in fine fettle.

And so, just as all journey’s must end, so also may von der Leyen’s pipe dreams of military conquest end face downwards for hundreds of thousands of her mugs in battlefields from the Black Sea in Russia’s far south to Russia’s Kola peninsula in the far north, and all because puppets like Kaja Kallas want to play at being the fictional James Bond, while Russia, India, Iran, China and North Korea all tool up to wipe the stupid smile off her stupid face.