Day 1684 in the Russian “special military operation” multiverse and the vibes

By Susan Minihane (@susanminihane1949.bsky.social)
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day 1684 in the russian special military operation multiverse and the vibes are immaculate if you like watching a regime faceplant while screaming about nazis and catching actual plague. ukraine’s moving forward, ruzzia’s moving in circles, and solovyov’s moving straight to the padded room. lets break down the latest episode of “how not to run a country,” starring the world’s most fragile empire, a cast of z-list propagandists, and a cameo from the black death.

front line fantasy vs reality

remember when ruzzia was gonna take kyiv in three days? now its 1684 days later and the only thing theyre taking is Ls. ukrainian forces are pushing forward, not in some hollywood blitz, but in that slow, methodical “we’re not here to impress you, we’re here to win” way. z bloggers are sweating through their adidas, posting shaky videos from train stations they “totally control, bro, trust me.”

latest cope drop: a russian tank unit films themselves at kupyansk-vuzlovyi’s railway station, waving like they just conquered berlin. problem is, the rest of the town is still very much not theirs, and even their own telegrams cant keep the story straight. one minute its “we control half the settlement,” next its “we were just passing through.” its like watching a kid claim he beat elden ring but cant get past the tutorial boss.

meanwhile, ukraine’s not just holding the line, theyre making the war come home for russians who thought “special operation” meant “someone else’s problem.” middle-strike drone campaigns are now so routine russian media barely bothers to report them unless something really goes boom. six warehouses in a week? just another tuesday.

the vpk: fire sale edition

russian military-industrial complex (vpk) is taking more hits than a drunk at a wedding. ukrainian strikes have hit iskander missile launchers in bryansk, a factory in kaluga, and a chemical plant in perm. even the saratov oil refinery, which they tried to patch up after the last attack, got smacked again. nowhere is safe, and your “second army of the world” cant even defend its own backyard.

the only thing russia’s vpk is producing at scale right now is job openings for fire marshals and black market washing machine dealers. “import substitution” is now code for “good luck finding a working elevator or a car part that wasn’t made in 1987.” every time a refinery burns, the only thing getting refined is the art of making excuses.

the only thing advancing in russia is the plague, and the only thing retreating faster than their army is their gdp.

propaganda meltdown: solovyov and friends

dont worry, russian state tv is on the case. enter solovyov, the regime’s favorite rage muppet, having a full-blown meltdown on air. his latest performance? screaming about nato, the west, and how russia is totally winning, even as the front line moves the wrong way and the only thing advancing is the price of potatoes.

its like watching a guy get dunked on in basketball and then claim he let you score for “strategic reasons.” the louder he yells, the more obvious it is that the wheels are coming off. when your main export is televised hysteria, you know the economy’s in trouble.

skabeeva is now openly whining that their troops are “attacking the same positions over and over” and getting nowhere. the word “war” is still banned, so they call it “this whole situation,” like it’s a bad weather forecast. the regime’s answer is to double down on the denial, crank up the nuclear threats, and hope the west gets bored.

economy: from red to dead

russia’s officially in the red. not “we’re tightening our belts” red, more like “we’re selling the family silver and pawning grandma’s teeth” red. sanctions didn’t collapse the place overnight, but they’ve turned every budget meeting into a game of “which region gets to eat this month.” the regime’s solution? print more rubles, blame the west, and hope nobody notices the ruble is now worth less than a roll of toilet paper.

even the most loyal vatniks are starting to realize that “stability” means “you’re stably broke.” the only thing more inflated than their casualty numbers is their sense of control. russian mothers are starting to ask questions, and the answers aren’t coming. the regime’s solution? censor the news, arrest the critics, and hope the next batch of conscripts is too drunk to notice.

meanwhile, the black market is the only thing keeping the lights on, and it makes 90s russia look like a golden age. the regime’s answer? more propaganda, more repression, and more “patriotic” concerts. nothing says “we’re winning” like a cover band playing soviet hits while the local refinery burns.

plague, drones, and the new normal

just when you think the circus cant get wilder, russia gets hit with an actual outbreak of the plague. not a metaphor, not a meme, the real black death. apparently, the only thing spreading faster than propaganda in russia is yersinia pestis. the regime’s response? downplay it, blame “imported rodents,” and keep the trains running. because nothing says “global superpower” like medieval diseases making a comeback while your army gets clowned by a country you said would collapse in a week.

lets talk about the “middle strike” campaign for a second. this isn’t just about blowing stuff up for the sake of it. its about making every kilometer of russian supply lines a nightmare. its about forcing the regime to spend resources defending their own territory instead of attacking someone else’s. its about psychological warfare, making russians realize that the war isn’t just a tv show, it’s a drone buzzing over their heads.

every successful strike inside russia chips away at the myth of invincibility. every time a drone hits a refinery, it’s a reminder that the war isn’t some distant thing happening “over there.” the regime can try to shift the focus, but you can’t propaganda your way out of a burning oil depot.

kremlin grifters and the abuser playbook

kremlin’s favorite grifters are getting their own reality checks. anatoliy shariy and his wife are under investigation in spain for tax fraud. turns out, laundering kremlin talking points pays well, but not well enough to dodge the tax man. spanish courts are now sifting through their finances, and if there’s one thing more reliable than russian corruption, it’s european paperwork.

putin’s latest move is to try and distract everyone, his own people, the west, even ukrainians themselves. he wants russians to focus on “external threats,” not the fact that their sons are coming home in boxes and their paychecks buy less every month. he wants the west to get nervous about “escalation” and start pushing for negotiations, as if the guy who started the war is suddenly interested in peace. and he wants ukrainians to doubt their own progress, to think the cost is too high, the fight too long. classic abuser playbook: shift the blame, muddy the waters, keep everyone guessing.

but the facts on the ground don’t care about kremlin spin. ukraine’s not just holding, they’re advancing. russian logistics are a dumpster fire. the vpk is leaking more than a lada in winter. the economy’s in freefall. and the only thing the regime can offer is more threats, more propaganda, and more dead conscripts.

the west, the war, and the smell of desperation

the west is watching. every time russia threatens nuclear war, it’s less scary and more desperate. the boy who cried nuke. the only thing more radioactive than their threats is the fallout from their own incompetence. sanctions are biting, tech imports are drying up, and the only thing keeping the lights on is a black market that makes 90s russia look like a golden age.

every russian mobilization wave is another round of “volunteer or else.” the regime calls it “partial mobilization,” but everyone knows it’s “grab whoever you can and hope they don’t run away first.” the only people buying the propaganda are the ones who have no other choice. everyone else is just screenshotting the cope and posting it for the world to laugh at.

so where does this leave us? russia’s at war with reality, and reality is winning. the front line is moving the wrong way for the regime. the economy’s in the toilet. the vpk is on fire, literally. the propaganda is getting shriller, the threats more hollow, and the only thing spreading faster than excuses is the actual plague.

in the end, the scariest weapon in the russian arsenal isn’t a nuke, it’s the smell of desperation. the regime can scream, threaten, and spin all it wants, but you can’t propaganda your way out of a drone strike or a budget deficit. you can’t bomb your way to prosperity, and you can’t win a war when your own people are more afraid of the future than the enemy. the circus keeps rolling, but the tent’s on fire and the clowns are running out of jokes.

so yeah, day 1684. ukraine’s moving forward, russia’s moving in circles, and solovyov’s moving straight to the psych ward. the only thing advancing in russia is the plague, and the only thing retreating faster than their army is their gdp. welcome to the new normal. grab some popcorn, but maybe skip the russian imports. you never know what’s in them these days.

russian victory parade: now with 30 percent more plague and 100 percent less working tanks