Day 1006
Mission-driven behavior, microdosing
I felt bad about making fun of Trey yesterday1. And then I didn’t.
Oh, dear.
Carlos Castaneda’s A Separate Reality, without the ibogaine, comes to mind. Maybe Trey will hook with Kyiv’s Falun Gong disciples and partake in Qigong exercises outside the Chinese embassy across from Mariinsky Park. He can microdose peyote while doing them.
Judging by the MAGA mess across the lake, Trey’s mission in Ukraine during the coming weeks and months might become documenting the introduction of BDSM to bilateral relations, that is, if Richard gets the Special Envoy nod.
Yesterday I chatted up my cousin home on leave for his son’s 15th birthday party outside of Kyiv. He’s been on the front lines for more than two years in different places. He said the corpses of hundreds of dead Russian invaders litter the sector his unit has been defending for the past several months.
We discussed the mortar ammo screw-up that Yuriy is so excited about above, esprit de corps and tactical command level problems, which are manifold and getting worse. He said his unit had enough guns and ammo, but not enough soldiers to use them.
Stefan has a long post about same.