It wasn’t precisely a ‘Kennedy moment’ but there’s something about the death (allegedly) of Yevgeny Prigozhin which is universal. In that: wherever you were when you heard of ‘the plane crash’, whoever told you and by whatever means (news, phone message, internet), your first thought was ‘Putin done it’. And your second was, ‘I’m surprised he waited so long’. Because from the moment he set his private army’s direction of invasion to ‘Moscow’, even Waze told him ‘you’re a dead man walking’. Because however much power you may delude yourself into thinking you have, Putin has so much more it simply is no competition.

Ok, so ‘presuming’ that Prigozhin actually died in the crash (not proven yet) and ‘assuming’ that ‘the Kremlin’ had some kind of hand in this, what is really really awful beyond anything else is not that the state of Russia sanctioned or actually perpetrated the murder of the man. The real crime was the ‘collateral’ death of at least 6 other people, deemed ‘inconsequential’ for fulfilling the objective. Putin could have had him shot. Or just imprisoned him like he’s done to thousands of competitors. Even poisoned him with Uranium. But to take others with him is simply horrendous. And if you didn’t think of Putin as a callous, heartless, amoral fucking scumbag before, you should now. Not that any of your, or my, thoughts will diminish his power, nor his propensity for revenge.

Went to the cinema yesterday with the kids. School hols, rainy day… ya know. Went to see ‘Just Super’, a sweet little Scandi-cartoon. The sub-titles proved a bit tricky for Joey… ok, it was in English, but it still proved a bit tricky for Joey. Which you can tell because he starts climbing over the seats, looking for things to break, to eat, or both.

And its a lovely film with a sweet message. That you really don’t need ‘superpowers’ to be a ‘superhero’. Hence the title, I s’pose. That superpowers will only get you so far, but even without them, we can all be fabulous and do good things. And Lila got that and loved the film. But at 4, little Joey not only didn’t get the message but more, would rather they’d just kept to the superheroes, horrible villains and keep their fucking messages to themselves. Thank you very much.

Happy Friday

A xxxx