Day 1667 and Russia’s still speedrunning the “how to ruin your own

By zlywutks.bsky.social (@zlywutks.bsky.social)
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russia’s on day 1667 of the “how fast can you ruin your own country” challenge and the kremlin’s still breaking its own speedrun record. fuel’s gone, sanctions are stacking, ukraine’s still pushing, and the regions are so broke they’re basically larping the 90s. propaganda’s working overtime to convince everyone this is fine, but the only thing running in half the country is the rumor mill.

fuel crisis: land of oil, out of gas

if you thought russia could never run out of gas, congrats, you bought the RT starter pack. reality check: drone strikes are roasting refineries like it’s a new olympic event. by august, russia was down to 70% of its average gasoline production and that’s before you count the refineries that get clapped every other week. perm, yaroslavl, leningrad, nizhny novgorod—these aren’t some backwater sheds, these are the big leagues, and they’re either smoldering or shut.

gas stations in places like saratov, penza, tyumen (the so-called oil and gas capital, lol), and surgut are dry. no gas, no lines, just a lot of angry drivers and tractors rusting in the fields. the only thing flowing is the bullshit.

officials keep promising the situation is “under control” and “logistics are being adjusted.” next day, lukoil stations are only serving people with fuel cards, and even that’s a coin toss. gazprom stations are supposed to get new deliveries, but nobody’s seen a drop. the government’s solution? “ease restrictions” on fuel sales, which is like taking the “out of order” sign off a broken vending machine and calling it fixed. in omsk you can now buy more than 40 liters, but good luck finding any to buy.

price hikes and the new normal

gas prices are up in 53 regions—that’s just the official number. if you can find gas, you’re paying through the nose. people are driving 50 kilometers just to find a station that isn’t dry, and when they get there, the lines stretch for miles. this isn’t a “temporary inconvenience,” this is what collapse looks like in slow motion.

the wildest part? people are getting used to it. according to the levada center, the percentage of people feeling tension, irritation, fear, or sadness dropped from 29% in june to 25% in august. not because things are better, but because the bar for “normal” is now somewhere between “no gas” and “please don’t mobilize me.” the regime’s biggest win is convincing people that misery is just the new baseline.

the regime’s biggest win is convincing people that misery is just the new baseline.

regions: broke and abandoned

moscow’s still pretending everything’s fine, but out in the sticks, it’s a different show. no fuel means no tractors in the fields, no ambulances running, no tow trucks. in saratov and rostov, even the city governments are finally admitting there’s a crisis, but their solution is to “monitor the situation.” translation: they’re as clueless as everyone else.

the regions are broke. budgets are gutted, social programs are on life support, and the only thing getting funded is the war. the kremlin keeps promising help, but the only thing trickling down is more paperwork and less cash. if you’re not in moscow or st. petersburg, you’re basically on your own. welcome to the russian federation, where the federation part is just a rumor.

sanctions, import delusion, and the brain drain

the west isn’t done yet, and new rounds of sanctions are coming. every time the kremlin finds a loophole, someone plugs it. import substitution? more like import delusion. “made in russia” is now a warning label, not a selling point. the regime brags about “parallel imports,” but half the stuff coming in is either junk or counterfeit.

the tech sector’s gutted, the brain drain’s a flood, and the only startups booming are in smuggling and fake paperwork. every new sanction is another nail in the coffin, but the kremlin’s still out here acting like it’s business as usual.

war, propaganda, and the clown car on fire

ukraine’s counteroffensive keeps grinding forward. every time a z blogger declares “the front is stable,” the next day there’s a video of another russian ammo dump going up in smoke or another refinery getting turned into a bonfire. the kremlin’s answer? more mobilization rumors, more threats, more “special operations.” but the only thing special is how fast they’re running out of options.

state tv is in full damage control, spinning every setback as a “strategic regrouping” or blaming “nato saboteurs” for the fact that nobody can fill up their lada. kiselev and solovyov are out here hallucinating about “victory by spring” while the only thing blooming is the list of things russians can’t afford. the regime’s favorite move is to deny, deflect, distract, and then declare victory. rinse and repeat, but the audience is getting bored, and the punchlines aren’t landing.

the people? most are just trying to survive. some grumble, some cope, some just tune out. the loudest voices are the ones with nothing left to lose, and even they’re starting to sound tired. the regime’s betting that apathy will keep the lid on, but history says you can only squeeze people so long before something gives.

endgame: out of fuel, out of cash, out of ideas

the kremlin’s out here juggling crises—fuel shortages, broke regions, sanctions, a losing war—and pretending it’s all under control. but the cracks are showing. the propaganda can’t hide empty gas stations, unpaid salaries, or the fact that the “second army of the world” can’t even keep its own tractors running. every new crisis is just another layer of cope, another excuse, another round of “this is fine” while the house burns down.

ukraine’s not stopping. the west isn’t backing off. the regions are broke, the economy’s a meme, and the only thing the regime can export is excuses. at some point, even the most loyal vatnik has to notice that the emperor’s got no gas, no money, and no plan.

so yeah, day 1667, and the only thing running on time in russia is the propaganda. everything else? out of fuel, out of cash, out of ideas. but hey, at least the washing machines are still getting “liberated.” priorities, right?

russian victory parade this year is just a guy pushing a lada with no gas and a tv strapped to the roof screaming “everything is fine.”