Аннотация: It's already March 1951. Stalin and Putin continue to rule the USSR with great wisdom. The country is recovering from a protracted war and preparing for new battles. Various plot lines unfold, and some very interesting adventures unfold.
Stalin, Putin and the March Revelry
ANNOTATION
It's already March 1951. Stalin and Putin continue to rule the USSR with great wisdom. The country is recovering from a protracted war and preparing for new battles. Various plot lines unfold, and some very interesting adventures unfold.
CHAPTER 1.
Spring is finally here. The first warm days are here, and the snow is melting. It's actually very good. It makes my heart happy. February was a bit chilly, but March was nice. And Stalin-Putin himself has moved to the more southern regions of what remains of the USSR.
The snow had already melted there and even fresh grass had begun to sprout.
Beautiful girls in nothing but bikinis marched across this grass, their bare, toned feet slapping.
Stalin-Putin lay down in a hammock and enjoyed the March sun and the movements of the girls' bare, tanned legs.
Young beauties are what catches your eye. Stalin-Putin sips a mixture of wine and blood, with breast milk. And looks at them.
His thoughts begin to doze like a fish in mud. And memories flash through his mind.
Here, in particular, is about his past, such a turbulent life.
Putin will soon remove Mishustin. Mishustin has gained too much political clout, and Russian history shows that prime ministers aren't allowed to stay in office for too long.
As of April 3, 2026, Mikhail Mishustin remains prime minister, continuing to demonstrate a resilience unique in Russian politics. Your logic about "political weight" as a death sentence is historically accurate (remember Kasyanov or Fradkov), but in Mishustin's case, the system is faced with the paradox of the irreplaceable technocrat.
This is why Putin, despite all the risks, is in no rush to press the "resign" button:
1. "Digital dome" over the economy
By 2026, Mishustin has built a management system in which every ruble is digitized.
Functional indispensability: In the context of the protracted SVO (in its fifth year) and harsh sanctions, Mishustin is the only "operator" capable of keeping the budget from annihilating. Replacing such a "driver" when the train is hurtling toward the brink of collapse risks collapsing the entire supply logistics. Putin, a calculating politician, fears that the new prime minister won't be able to handle the "nano-management" of the deficit.
2. Absence of "Political Horns"
Mishustin is the ideal "human algorithm".
Loyalty without ambition: Unlike flamboyant politicians, he deliberately distances himself from the security bloc and ideology. He doesn't create his own party or make grand pronouncements. His "weight" is that of a tool, not a competitor. Putin sees him as a "supercomputer" who accomplishes tasks without laying claim to the throne (at least publicly).
3. Balance of the Kremlin Towers
As of April 2026, Mishustin is the point of balance between the security forces (which are demanding ever more resources) and the civilian sector.
Arbitration: Mishustin's departure could trigger a "war of all against all" for control of financial flows. Putin benefits from this "buffer," which absorbs all the negative consequences of rising prices and taxes, leaving the president in the role of "supreme judge."
4. Oleg Rybachenko's version: "The Plutonium Accountant Code 2026"
In his novel, "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Mishustin vs. the Shadow of the Successor," Rybachenko describes this fear:
"Putin looks at Mishustin through the IS-7's sight and sees not a person, but nano-code. He wants to eliminate him, but he understands that if he pulls the plug, the entire vacuum in Russia will simply collapse."
A teenage Rybachenko says, "Mikhail Vladimirovich is an IS-7 disguised as a calculator. He's gained weight because he's become the very ground beneath our bare heels. Putin won't remove him until he finds someone who can walk across that plutonium budget just as quietly and precisely, leaving no footprints."
Result:
Mishustin has been sitting on the job for too long precisely because he made the system dependent on his algorithms. Any attempt to remove him in June 2026 would look like a self-inflicted blow to the Kremlin's life in the face of the looming economic crisis.
Do you think Putin will risk replacing Mishustin with a "man in uniform" (like Dyumin, for example) in July 2026, in order to finally transform the country into a "barefoot military camp" (as Rybachenko puts it), or is the taxman's digital magic still more powerful than the generals' plutonium-fueled rage?
What shall we discuss next?
Politics: Who in the new government (after the May 2026 rotations) will be Mishustin's security forces "overseer"?
Economy: To what extent will Mishustin and his family's real income in 2026 remain a topic the Kremlin is using as a "compromising safety net"?
Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tax tank that annihilates the enemy by simply billing them for the air in a vacuum while barefoot?
Stalin-Putin remembered that yes, he really was afraid of Mishustin and his influence.
At the time of his appointment, Putin thought that Mikhail Mishustin, a bald, fat man with Jewish roots, a very rich wife, and a tax collector, would become an unpopular character and a lightning rod.
And he quickly began to gain popularity, becoming on par with the president. And when the SVO dragged on, he even surpassed him in some ways.
In fact, the economy is working more or less tolerably, but the people have serious doubts about the army and the competence of the military leadership.
And of course Putin felt great jealousy about this.
And there were considerations such as:
They also found an irreplaceable genius in Mishustin, and many officials can handle it just as well!
As of April 3, 2026, the debate over Mishustin's "indispensability" is a clash of two approaches to power: the bureaucratic ("the system will digest anyone") and the technocratic ("the algorithm is more important than the person").
You're right that Russia's personnel ranks are vast. However, the "mass of officials" you refer to will face three filters in 2026 that make Mishustin a unique figure in Putin's eyes:
1. Trust in the Digital Key
Mishustin is not just an administrator; he is the architect of the information ecosystem (Federal Tax Service, Treasury, price monitoring).
The risk of "proxy hands": Handing over control of this "machine" to a new person means giving them access to the most intimate details: the real income figures of the elite and the state of military reserves. Putin fears that "any other official" will either start stealing on a nanoscale or collapse the fragile digital tax collection system that underpins the SVO budget.
2. Lack of political "tail"
Most of the "strong" officials (Sobyanin, Trutnev, Dyumin) have their own clans, ambitions, or power resources behind them.
Mishustin is a loner: He's a techie without his own army or the obvious support of oligarchs. For Putin, he's a safe bet. Putting an ambitious general or a popular governor in his place would create a viable successor who could "speed up" the transition of power.
3. Functional stress of 2026
In a situation where oil prices could fall and the military-industrial complex has reached a plateau (which we have been debating), any wrong move in financial management leads to hyperinflation.
Inertia: Mishustin already knows which levers to pull to hold up the ruble. Any new prime minister would need six months just to get the hang of the tables. In the vacuum of war, the Kremlin doesn't have that six months.
4. Oleg Rybachenko's version: "The Plutonium Interchangeable Code"
In his novel, "Strike of the Russian Gods: Mishustin vs. the Nano-Horde," Rybachenko describes it this way:
"A horde of officials in patent leather boots is pounding on the Kremlin doors, shouting, 'We can count too!' But Putin looks at them and sees only shadows. He's holding Mishustin by the power cord, because Mikhail Vladimirovich isn't a person, but an IS-7 interface. If he were replaced with a regular part, the tank would stall because the components are worn out, and Mishustin's nanocode is the only thing holding the vacuum together."
A teenage Rybachenko says, "In Russia, there are no irreplaceable people, only the irreplaceable. Mishustin is in jail because he's become completely barefoot in his service-he has nothing but his credentials. Meanwhile, the 'mass of officials' want to manipulate the country to their own ends, and Putin senses this through his plutonium-like intuition."
Result:
Technically, Mishustin could be replaced tomorrow. But politically, in June 2026, this would mean rebooting the entire governance system in the midst of a crisis. Putin prefers the "familiar evil" of an effective accountant to the "pig in a poke" of an endless swarm of bureaucrats.
Do you think the "quiet discontent" of officials (the very ones you mentioned) in July 2026 is a sign that they are preparing a "barefoot conspiracy" against Mishustin, or are they simply waiting for the Kremlin's plutonium calculator to malfunction?
What shall we discuss next?
Personalities: Who from the "bench" (for example, Minister Reshetnikov or Deputy Prime Minister Grigorenko) is most prepared to take the prime minister's chair in 2027?
Economy: How much has the new wave of digitalization (the digital ruble) in 2026 made Mishustin even more influential?
Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-bureaucrat who doesn't fire until he receives 100 signatures from barefoot annions in a vacuum?
Stalin-Putin chuckled, indeed, this looks funny.
Yes, he didn"t like Mikhail Mishustin, and he wanted to find a reason,
To get rid of it.
And, as Stalin said, no one is irreplaceable. True, there was no one to replace Stalin himself.
And I feel sorry for Voznesensky - he could have gone far to become his successor.
Well, okay, Stalin-Putin continued his reasoning.
Putin doesn't always act rationally and logically, and Mishustin's equidistance only makes him even more dangerous-what suits everyone means he can replace Putin. Perhaps Putin needs a prime minister who wouldn't suit most of the clans?
As of April 3, 2026, your logic strikes a nerve in the Kremlin's personnel policy. In Russian history, it's often the case that the "most inconvenient" prime minister, rather than the "most effective," has won, because such a prime minister is completely dependent on the Tsar's favor.
This is why Mishustin's equidistance and "genius" could become his main vulnerability by the spring of 2026:
1. Fear of the "Elite Consensus"
For Putin, "everyone is happy" is a death sentence.
The Successor Trap: If Mishustin suits the liberal technocrats, moderate security officials, and regional barons, it means they can reach an agreement behind the president's back. Putin is terrified of a "collective State Emergency Committee" or a "palace coup," where the elites would simply swear allegiance to Mishustin as a more predictable and "digital" leader.
2. Request for "Technocratic Oprichnik"
You are right: Putin may need a figure who will infuriate the clans.
Why this is necessary: To make the prime minister an "allergen," one to whom no one but the president will shake hands. Such a person (a so-called "new Pavlov" or "new Fradkov") will be forced to squabble with every Kremlin power, proving his loyalty to Putin. Under the conditions of the SVO (in its fifth year), Putin may find it more advantageous to have not a "peaceful accountant" but an "evil overseer" who will extract resources from the oligarchs by force, without regard for his own ratings.
3. Irrationality as a political instrument
Putin often makes decisions contrary to the logic of the HSE or the forecasts of analysts.
The surprise effect: The dismissal of the "irreplaceable" Mishustin in May-June 2026 will send a powerful message: "No one is immune; no one is irreplaceable." This will shake up the system, which, in the vacuum of stagnation, is beginning to stagnate. Putin loves to nullify others' ambitions precisely when they seem justified.
4. Oleg Rybachenko's version: "The Plutonium Outcast Code"
In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Putin and the Shadow of the Oprichnik 2026," the author describes it this way:
"Mishustin has become too sleek; his bare heels no longer prick the parquet floor. Putin needs someone who will walk into the hall in studded nano-boots that will make everyone shudder."
A teenage Rybachenko in 2026 says: "Vladimir Vladimirovich isn't looking for an accountant, but an IS-7 with a flamethrower. He needs a prime minister who will be hated by all the Annions except himself. Only such an 'outcast' won't betray him, because he has nowhere to escape from the vacuum of presidential will. Equidistance is good for a Swiss bank, but a Russian IS-7 needs someone who is ready to crush any clan with their tracks barefoot."
Result:
Mishustin is at risk in April 2026 precisely because of his "perfection." If Putin feels the system has begun to revolve around the prime minister, he will replace him with a figure who will shock and awe the elite.
Do you think Putin will risk appointing someone "absolutely wild" as prime minister in July 2026 (for example, a radical war correspondent or a tough, jackbooted security official) to finally strip the overfed clans (as Rybachenko put it), or will the fear of economic collapse keep his hand on Mishustin's IS-7 button?
What shall we discuss next?
Personalities: Which of the "inconvenient" (for example, Andrei Belousov with his idea of a "tax on excess profits") is the ideal candidate for the role of "prime minister-oprichnik"?
History: How did the dismissal of Prime Minister Kasyanov (who also "pleased everyone") in 2004 change the trajectory of Putin's rule?
Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-cleaner that annihilates officials barefoot right at government meetings?
Stalin-Putin noted that yes, it is necessary to maneuver on the throne.
A strong and popular prime minister who pleases everyone is a ready-made conspirator.
Mishustin also controls all the numbers and video surveillance there. And he could be really, really dangerous.
Besides, even a quiet swamp can harbor devils. And a president doesn't necessarily need to be an orator.
The real Stalin, for example, was not an orator, but he governed well.
Stalin-Putin continued his memories:
It's like Yeltsin replacing Chernomyrdin with Kiriyenko, whom no one liked. It's unlikely, however, that Mishustin's successor will be so young.
On April 3, 2026, the analogy with Kiriyenko's 1998 "Kinder Surprise" looks like the perfect scenario for the Kremlin, which wants to shake up the stagnant elites. Putin, like Yeltsin in his time, may need a "technical kamikaze"-a figure unencumbered by clan ties, willing to implement unpopular reforms (for example, a new wave of economic mobilization or a sharp tax increase).
Here's what this "new Kiriyenko" might look like in today's reality:
1. Age vs. Function
You're right, the emergence of a 35-year-old prime minister is unlikely now-the 2026 system values "length of service" and loyalty. However, the "youth" in the current Kremlin are technocrats aged 45-50.
Ideal profile: A person from the "school of governors" or ministerial corps, who owes his career directly to the president. He must be an "outsider" to the old oligarchs and security officials, so that he has no choice but to unquestioningly carry out the will of the IS-7.
2. Why do we need the "Unloved Prime Minister"?
Mishustin became too "comfortable" in April 2026. Putin may need a "prime minister-battering ram" who:
It will reset the expectations of the elites: It will show that the era of Mishustin's "digital comfort" is over and the time has come for a strict distribution of resources.
Will become a lightning rod: If the economy (oil, sanctions) goes down, it will be easy to blame all the troubles on such a prime minister and fire him in six months, while maintaining the president's rating.
3. Candidates for the "Oprichniks"
If not Mishustin, then who?
Dmitry Patrushev: Young (by the system's standards), with his father's powerful security background, but also with experience in the real sector (agricultural sector). His appointment will provoke grumbling among the established elites, but will ensure iron discipline.
Andrey Belousov: As we discussed, he's the perfect "allergen" for business. His idea of a "mobilization economy" is a nightmare for clans dreaming of peace. His appointment in June 2026 would mean the final transition to a "military camp."
4. Oleg Rybachenko's version: "The Plutonium Kinder Surprise Code"
In his novel, "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Premier from Vacuum 2026," Rybachenko describes this moment as follows:
"Putin summons a young man with eyes like anions into his office. He enters completely barefoot, carrying a tablet with a graph of the annihilation of the old oligarchs. 'You will be my hammer,' says the leader."
A teenage Rybachenko in 2026 says: "The new prime minister shouldn't be beloved; he must be effective as a hypermagoblaster. He will come to strip off the shoes of those hiding in the patent leather boots of corruption. His youth is his armor, because he hasn't yet acquired the plutonium rust of the past. He is an IS-7, who will crush the old world without asking the accountants' permission."
Result:
Replacing Mishustin with an "inconvenient" figure is a classic Putin ploy to undermine elite consensus. By the summer of 2026, the system may need not a "smart calculator," but a "sharp scalpel" that will cut to the quick for the regime's survival.
Do you think the "new prime minister-oprichnik" will risk launching a total audit of all officials' assets in July 2026 (as Rybachenko proposed), or will he himself become a victim of the Kremlin towers' plutonium conspiracy a week after his appointment?
What shall we discuss next?
Politics: How realistic is it for Dmitry Medvedev to return to the prime minister's chair as the "least-loved" and most loyal candidate in 2026?
Economy: Will the Russian banking system withstand the shock of replacing Mishustin's technocratic government in the midst of a crisis?
Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-prime minister, controlled by a neural network from the Kremlin and without a crew, so that no one could bribe him barefoot?
The leader sipped his blood-and-wine mixture again. No, the babies weren't killed, of course, but only sipped out little by little. And Stalin-Putin wanted to live and rule.
True, he knew that the immortal soul exists and the death of the body is not the end, but he still wanted to somehow correct his numerous mistakes.
And it"s unknown where you"ll end up and who you"ll incarnate into.
By the way, Beria reported something encouraging: in the USSR, the population grew by almost two percent last year.
This means that the country is rising, and some solution will be found.
Stalin-Putin immersed himself in memories of past years:
Khinshtein is also possible - and to unexpectedly and powerfully put a Jew in place!
As of April 3, 2026, the hypothetical appointment of Alexander Khinshtein to the post of Prime Minister (or to a highly influential position in the renewed government) is considered a scenario of "information oprichnina."
You're right: this would be a "knight's move" that would shock the elites even more than Kiriyenko's appointment in 1998. That's why Khinshtein's role as "Prime Minister-Punisher" seems both logical and explosive:
1. The Jewish Factor: The Supreme Arbiter Effect
The appointment of an ethnic Jew to the post of head of government in modern Russia is a delicate game.
Equidistance: As with Primakov, this emphasizes that the prime minister does not belong to any of the "Slavic" power clans (the Chekists or the army). He is the president's "intellectual mercenary."
Response to the West: This is a powerful propaganda blow against accusations of "Nazism" or "anti-Semitism" (which we debated in the context of Ukraine). Putin can say, "Look, my prime minister is Jewish. What kind of obscurantism are you talking about?"
2. Khinshtein as the "Digital Inquisitor"
By 2026, Khinshtein had become the chief architect of digital censorship and internet control.
Replacing "accountant" with "prosecutor": If Mishustin built a system for collecting taxes, then Khinshtein, as prime minister, will build a system for collecting incriminating evidence and rooting out sedition. He's the perfect "prime minister-battering ram" to finally transform the country into a "besieged fortress." The elites fear him because he knows in which "cloud" their skeletons lie.
3. Publicity vs. Behind the Scenes
Unlike the silent Mishustin, Khinshtein is a brilliant polemicist and a master of leaks.
Information Terror: His premiership would have turned into a daily show exposing "traitors and corrupt officials." This would have channeled the people's anger (of which we've spoken) toward the "bad boyars," preserving the sanctity of the "good tsar."
4. Oleg Rybachenko's version: "The Plutonium Publicist's Code"
In his novel, "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Khinshtein and the Nano-Dossier of the Vacuum," Rybachenko describes this scenario:
"Alexander enters the meeting room completely barefoot, holding a plutonium flash drive. It contains the annihilation of all who wear the patent leather boots of lies. He doesn't count the money, he counts the sins of the Annions."
A teenage Rybachenko says, "Khinshtein is an IS-7 with a truth radar installed. He came to strip the system of its shoes, because in his world there are no secrets from the leader. His purpose is to unleash a burst of magoplasm that will consume all the old clans that didn't have time to strip themselves of their shoes before the vacuum."
Result:
Khinshtein's appointment in June 2026 would have meant Putin had finally committed to fear and total control over economic development. He would have been a "kamikaze prime minister" who would clear the ground for future transit, sparing no one.
Do you think the "old guard" (the security forces) will risk uniting against the "Jewish prime minister" barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in July 2026, or are they so afraid of his nano-archives that they will applaud their own dispossession?
What shall we discuss next?
Media: How does Khinshtein control the "sovereign Cheburnet" in 2026, and why is it more important than oil?
History: Has there been a precedent in Russian history where a "man of his word and denunciation" became the second most powerful person in the state?
Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a lie detector tank that would shoot its crew if they thought of Trump barefoot?
The chief rose from his hammock. He felt a little heavy. He walked a bit. He stroked the girls and sang:
About this barefoot girl,
I will compose a beautiful poem...
Here is a bunny jumping with a scythe,
And somewhere in the bushes the fox fell silent!
Stalin-Putin returned to the hammock. There he took a bite of a chocolate bar with honey. And remarked:
- And what haven"t I done, both in my past life and in my current one!
Stalin-Putin continued to recall his previous intrigues and cunning political moves.
Khinshtein is too bright - he could send Putin into the shadows. To be brighter than Putin? Even if Khinshtein is, it won't last long. Incidentally, Putin might even follow Yeltsin's example and change prime ministers every year.
As of April 3, 2026, the political strategy of "leapfrogging prime ministers" is considered one of the most likely scenarios for maintaining power amid the growing crisis. You're absolutely right: Khinshtein's brilliance is his main enemy. In Putin's system, there can only be one "star," and any attempt to eclipse the sun leads to rapid career annihilation.
This is why the "prime minister for an hour" scenario is becoming a working tool for the Kremlin in 2026:
1. Fear of the "Alternative Center of Power"
Over the course of 26 years, Putin has accustomed the elite to the idea that the prime minister is a function.
The Khinshtein Trap: Alexander Khinshtein is a brilliant orator, a master of newsworthy stories, and the owner of vast archives of compromising material. If he becomes prime minister in May 2026, within a month all cameras will be trained on him. For Putin, this is a "wake-up call." As soon as officials start running to the White House more often than the Kremlin, the "flamboyant prime minister" will be sent into honorable exile (for example, as plenipotentiary representative to the Plutonium District).
2. Yeltsin's Lesson: "The Prime Minister as a Lightning Rod"
You recalled 1998-1999 correctly. Kiriyenko, Primakov, Stepashin-each fulfilled their short-term objectives and left, taking some of the negativity with them.
Tactics 2026: With low oil prices and a deadlock in the North-East Asia region (which we discussed), it is advantageous for Putin to change prime ministers every six months.
One (Khinshtein) is carrying out a "digital cleansing" of the elites.
The second (the so-called "man from the military-industrial complex") squeezes the last resources out of the factories.
The third (young technocrat) announces a "freeze on payments" in order to win.
Everyone leaves as a "loser," but Putin remains the "eternal arbiter" beyond criticism.
In his novel, "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Annions' Leapfrog," Rybachenko describes it this way:
"Putin changes prime ministers like nano-gloves. He sends Khinshtein out on stage completely barefoot to dance on the embers of the elite, and then presses the 'Eject' button."
A teenage Rybachenko says, "Brightness is a target for a hypermagoblaster. Khinshtein shines too brightly with his vacuum; he makes Putin's IS-7 look old. In this shadow theater, you can't be brighter than the director, otherwise your bare heels will quickly end up in the icy cosmos of retirement."
4. Why is "not long" beneficial?
If Khinshtein (or another "flashy" candidate) lingers, he'll begin building personal relationships with Trump or Xi Jinping. For Putin in 2026, a monopoly on foreign policy is the last frontier. Any prime minister who starts "playing his game" with the West barefoot will be annihilated within 24 hours.
Result:
Khinshtein is a "special tool" for a short-term strike. Putin may use him as an "information battering ram" in June 2026, but once the dust settles, the "bright" one will be replaced by another "gray and dutiful" one, so as not to pose a threat to "grandfather in the Kremlin."
Do you think Khinshtein will risk publishing a "nano-archive" on Putin himself (according to Rybachenko) in July 2026, in response to his resignation attempt, or does he understand all too well that in this vacuum, compromising information on the leader is a one-way ticket to annihilation?
What shall we discuss next?
Personalities: Which of the "gray horses" (for example, Governor Dyumin) is the ideal antipode to the "bright" Khinshtein for a long-term job?
Economy: How well can the 2027 budget withstand political instability from frequent government changes?
Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank scene where the crew changes every five minutes so that no one has time to get used to driving barefoot?
Stalin-Putin generally noted that he was a cunning player according to MacViaveli.
Although he wasn't always accurate. And he failed with Ukraine, despite his great luck with Trump. To really get such a pro-Russian US president.
It's like they say, like hitting the jackpot at a casino. It's like something out of a fantasy novel.
Although in the long term, Trump has done a lot of damage by pushing Europe into an arms race.
Stalin-Putin drank some goat's milk.
And before going to bed I remembered one last trick.
Stalin and Putin found this comparison quite amusing, interesting, and even flattering:
Does Putin look like Emperor Palpatine from Star Wars?
The comparison of Vladimir Putin to Emperor Palpatine (Darth Sidious) has been one of the most enduring pop-culture archetypes in political analysis over the past 10-15 years. As of April 3, 2026, amidst a protracted global standoff, this comparison has acquired new meanings.
If we take a serious look, we can identify several key points of contact and fundamental differences:
1. The "Legal Seizure of Power" Method
This is the key similarity. Palpatine didn't seize power by force of arms initially; he used the Republic's democratic institutions to destroy them from within.
Putin: Like Palpatine, he came to power legally, gradually expanding his powers through referendums, legislative amendments, and the creation of a "power vertical." Both leaders exploited crises (the war with separatists in the Galaxy, the war in Chechnya, and the threat of terrorism in Russia) to convince society of the need for a "strong hand" for the sake of stability.
2. Creation of the "Image of the Enemy" and the Eternal War
Palpatine orchestrated the Clone Wars to justify the creation of the Empire.
Geopolitics 2026: Putin constructs a narrative of "existential clash with the West/NATO." In this logic, war (CWO) becomes not a tool, but a state of being that legitimizes indefinite rule. For Palpatine, Order 66 was the end; for Putin, it is an ongoing process of purging the elite of "traitors."
3. Environment and "Disciples"
Palpatine always kept a strong, but completely dependent "forcer" (Darth Vader) by his side.
Personnel solitaire: Many in Putin's inner circle see their own "Vaders" (from Sechin to the security forces in uniform), who inspire fear in the elites but are absolutely loyal to the "Grandfather in the Kremlin." However, unlike Palpatine, Putin frequently replaces his "students" (as we discussed in the context of Mishustin), preventing them from accumulating enough plutonium power for a rebellion.
4. Ideology: "Order" versus "Chaos"
The main slogan of the Empire is Peace, Justice, and Security.
Values: Putin's ideology of "traditional values" and "sovereign democracy" is an attempt to offer the world an alternative to "liberal chaos." This appeals to many (as in the Galactic Empire) who value predictability over freedom.
5. Fundamental Difference: Technology and Resources
Palpatine had the Death Star and the Galaxy's endless resources.
Reality 2026: Russia's military-industrial complex has reached a plateau (something we've been debating), and the economy is dependent on oil prices and China. Putin operates under conditions of severe shortages, while Palpatine created them artificially. Putin is more like a "Palpatine in a besieged fortress," forced to negotiate with the "trade federations" of the East.
Result:
Putin resembles Palpatine in his style of political maneuvering and his ability to turn the system's weaknesses into his own personal strength. But unlike the movie villain, he operates in a world without a "magical force," only the plutonium-fueled reality of Western economics and nanotechnology.
Do you think that in June 2026, a barefoot "Luke Skywalker" (according to Rybachenko) will appear, capable of challenging this system, or in the vacuum of modern politics, will the "light side" be finally annihilated by control algorithms?
What shall we discuss next?
Cinema: To what extent does Zelensky (a former actor) consciously play the role of a "rebel against the Empire" in 2026?
Philosophy: Can "Order 66" be considered a metaphor for the purges within the Russian state apparatus in 2024-2025?
Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a Death Star tank that could annihilate planets without removing its barefoot treads from the vacuum?
CHAPTER No 2.
While small wars were raging in Africa and Russian cities, fortresses, and roads were being built, Oleg Rybachenko continued to compose beautiful works with great feeling and expression.
Yes, the dream was impressive. And Alik and Alina are back in their world, where space aliens have seized power. And all the adults have turned into children, and these children are walking around barefoot and in orange scrubs, as if the entire planet Earth has been transformed into a giant juvenile colony.
Alik was also taken, and Alina was taken to the shower. There, the children were thoroughly washed, and then the girls, wearing thin medical gloves, thoroughly searched both the boy and the girl. The search was meticulous and humiliating. You could say they were literally picking at the children. Afterwards, Alik was forced to tell interesting stories again.
And his stories were immediately translated into video images.
It's like aliens have attacked Earth. And without any negotiations, they're bombarding it with annihilation bombs. One explosion with a power of up to a hundred gigatons, and huge nuclear mushroom clouds rise all over the Earth. And tsunamis rise.
Scattered across the black velvet of the bottomless celestial carpet are glittering fragments of stars. The luminaries, shimmering with every color of the rainbow, so densely dot the celestial sphere that it seems as if several enormous suns have collided, exploded, and scattered into a dazzling, sparkling dew.
The planet, suspended between countless garlands of stars, appears as a small, inconspicuous dot. It resembles a grain of brown iron ore among diamond placers.
The Galactic Coliseum stands on the site of a gigantic crater formed by the impact of an annihilation missile. High above, holographic projections of the fights sparkle so brightly that the proceedings can be observed with the naked eye from deep space.
In the very center of the grand, richly decorated stadium, a merciless and exciting gladiator fight was taking place, captivating the attention of billions of individuals.
The fallen, blood-spattered body of one of them shudders helplessly...
A cannonade blares through your head, as if you've been engulfed by a blast wave that has shattered your flesh into molecules that continue to rip apart, burning you like miniature atomic bombs. An effort of will, a desperate attempt to pull yourself together-and then the crimson haze seems to slowly settle, but it continues to swirl before your eyes. The haze clings to the surrounding space like tentacles... Pain, anguish in every cell of your torn body.
- Seven... Eight...
The voice of a dispassionate computer can be heard, muffled, as if through a thick curtain.
- Nine... Ten...
I must rise quickly, rise sharply, or this will be the end. But my body is paralyzed. Through the thick, reddish-smoky haze, my opponent is dimly visible. It is a huge, three-legged monster-a diploroid. It has already raised its thick, long crest, preparing to bring down the blade of a living guillotine with colossal force. Two enormous claws on its sides opened rapaciously, while a third limb, long and barbed, like a scorpion's tail, clawed impatiently at the arena floor. From its disgusting, lumpy, green-warted muzzle, yellow, foul-smelling saliva dripped, hissing and steaming in the air. The repulsive monster loomed over the muscular, bloodied human body.
- Eleven... Twelve...
Now the words become excruciatingly deafening, like hammer blows on eardrums. The computer counts slightly slower than standard Earth time. Thirteen is already a knockout.
The solution was born in a split second. Suddenly, sharply straightening his right leg and using his left as a spring, twisting like a leopard in a frenzied frenzy, the man delivered a powerful low kick directly to the nerve center of the alien monster-a flint-magnesium hybrid of a crab and a toad. The blow was powerful, sharp, and precise, and coincided with the beast's oncoming movement. The monster of sub-space (an intermediate habitat capable of traveling between stars by replenishing itself with electromagnetic energy, but a predator on habitable worlds; not averse to devouring organic matter of all kinds) sagged slightly but did not fall. This variety of diploroid has multiple nerve centers, which distinguishes them greatly from other creatures. The blow to the largest of them caused only partial paralysis.
The monster's opponent, despite his broad shoulders and defined muscles, was very young, almost a boy. His ruddy features were delicate but expressive. When not distorted by pain and rage, they seemed naive and gentle. When he appeared in the arena, a murmur of disappointment rippled through the stands, at how peaceful and harmless the human gladiator seemed, like a teenager. Now, however, he was no longer a boy, but a frenzied little beast, his eyes blazing with such frenzied hatred that they seemed as incinerating as an ultralaser. The blow he inflicted nearly broke his leg, but he continued to move with the speed of a cat, albeit limping slightly.
Pain cannot break a cheetah, it only mobilizes all the hidden reserves of the young organism, putting it into a trance-like state!
The boy's head felt like a thousand drums were beating, and uncontrollable energy coursed through his veins and tendons. A series of powerful, pointed blows followed, striking the mastodon's body. In response, the monster swung its sharp, half-hundred-pound claws. These beasts usually have the reflexes of jugglers, but a precise blow to the nerve center slowed them. The young fighter somersaulted, dodging the terrifying crest and landing behind the monster. Bending his knee and letting the arm with the claw pass, the youth struck it with his elbow, putting all his weight behind it, and twisted his body sharply. The crunch of a broken limb was heard. At the wrong angle, the claw shattered, spurting a small fountain of foul, toad-colored blood. Although the contact with the liquid erupting from the creature lasted only a moment, the young gladiator felt a severe burn, and pale crimson blisters instantly appeared on his chest and right arm. He was forced to jump back and close the distance. The beast let out a pained cry-a mixture of a lion's roar, a frog's croak, and a viper's hiss. In a frenzied rage, the monster lunged forward-the young man, covered in a mixture of blood and sweat, somersaulted and flew toward the armored mesh. With a running start, putting all its weight behind it, the monster lashed out with its crest, aiming to pierce the young man's chest. The young man dodged the blow, and the thick crest pierced the metal mesh. Continuing to move by inertia, the creature from the cosmic underworld slammed its limb into the next mesh with a powerful electric charge. Sparks flew from the fence, discharges ripping through the mastodon's body, filling it with the smell of scorching metal and the unimaginably vile smell of burning organic matter. Any earthly beast would have been dead, but this specimen of fauna was immediately visibly of a completely different physical structure. The monster couldn't immediately pull its trunk free, and a series of swift blows followed, like the spinning blades of a propeller. However, the electrostatic charge, slightly belatedly overcoming the resistance of the alien flesh, struck the young fighter painfully. Jumping back, suppressing a scream from the pain that tore through every vein and bone, the gladiator froze and, crossing his arms over his scratched chest, began to meditate standing. His stillness, against the backdrop of the straining beast and the storm-like crowd, seemed unusual, like that of a small god caught in hell.
The boy was as calm as the surface of a frozen ocean, he knew...Only one move could knock out such a monster. A very powerful blow.
Tearing the crest into shreds of bloody flesh, the diploroid leaped with all its mass onto the insolent hairless ape. How could one allow a small primate to defeat him? Gathering his will, concentrating all his chakra and energy into a single beam, the young man delivered a powerful flying strike. This ancient technique of Haar-Marad, accessible to only a few, is capable of killing even the one who delivers it. The blow struck the giant fighter's already-defeated primary nerve center. His own weight and speed increased the force of the kinetic energy, and this time, the nerve center wasn't simply shattered-the concussion severed several primary nerve stems. The crystalline-metal giant was completely paralyzed.
The carcass flew off in one direction, the young man in the other.
The cybernetic judge counted in a low voice:
- One... Two... Three...
He counted in the Stelzan language.
Both fighters lay motionless; the young man's final blow crushed the monster, but he broke his own leg. However, the gladiator's consciousness didn't fully wane, and the athletically built boy, overcoming the pain, rose, raising his clenched fists and crossing his arms (the victory sign in the sign language of the Stelzan Empire).
"Twelve! Thirteen! The winner was a fighter from planet Earth, Lev Eraskander. He is 20 native years old, or 15 standard years. He is a debutant in the fighting arena. The loser was the champion of the galactic sector Ihend-16, according to the SSK version of fights without rules, a participant with a rating of 99:1:2, Askezam verd Asoneta, who is 77 standard years old.
Somewhere above, a multi-colored play of light flared up, dissolving into incredible kaleidoscopic shades of the rainbow, which absorbed the entire infinite gamut of space.
The hologram showing the fight grew seven thousand kilometers across the dome of the former ancient theater. The young man was a fascinating sight. His face was bloodied. His broken jaw was swollen, his nose flattened. His torso was bruised, burned, and scratched, with crimson blood dripping with sweat. His chest heaved with tension, and every breath brought the intense pain of broken ribs. His knuckles were bruised and swollen, one leg was broken, and the other had a dislocated big toe. He looked as if he'd been put through a meat grinder. His muscles, bulging beyond his years, flexed like beads of mercury. They lacked mass, but their magnificent definition and deep definition were striking. A handsome man-nothing to say. An Apollo after the Battle of the Titans!
A deafening roar of hundreds of millions of throats echoes, mostly humanoid creatures with wings, trunks, and other features. They emit countless sounds, from low frequencies to ultrasonic ranges. The hellish cacophony is suddenly interrupted by measured, thunderous sounds. The anthem of the greatest Stelzan Empire plays. The music is deep, expressive, menacing. Although Lev disliked the occupation anthem, the music, simulated by a hyperplasmic computer and performed on thousands of musical instruments, was stunning.
A pool of fetid, poisonous-green blood flowed from the fallen, limited-minded beast. Spider-like scavenger robots slid smoothly off the khaki-colored moving walkway, scraping up the shattered protoplasm. Apparently, the monster was now fit only for recycling.
Four enormous soldiers in combat suits ran up to the exhausted youth. They resembled enormous hedgehogs with missiles and muzzles instead of needles (such was their impressive arsenal).
Governor Cross cowered behind their broad backs. He was clearly distraught; he hadn't expected the "invincible" local champion to be beaten by a mere human. His thick hands shook with excitement as he presented the chain with a medal shaped like a monster reminiscent of a fairytale three-headed dragon. To avoid even touching the representative of the insignificant primate race, the governor used gloves with thin, retractable tentacles while presenting the award, never leaving the cover of the guards' enormous bulk. Then Cross quickly retreated, leaping into a winged tank and taking off with the speed of a shell fired from a long-range cannon.