Digging deeper into the labyrinthine intricacies of Biden's political life reveals a trail of cash leading to Ukraine–a trail marked by of corruption and money laundering. Accusations have been hurled about taxpayer dollars being funneled into the pockets of corrupt Ukrainian politicians and oligarchs. Shadowy offshore accounts have been whispered about, accounts that purportedly held funds for both Biden and his son, Hunter. As we know now, these whispers are true.
The Biden crime family and current players in his deep-state administration are corrupt to the core. The exploitation of Ukraine's resources, the siphoning off of its wealth, the plundering of its assets were all part of the plan. American companies, politicians, and power-brokers were involved in a game of theft on an industrial scale, a looting of a nation's treasure with impunity. With Biden, and his crime family, the hunger for power bled ideals dry and morality took a backseat to personal gains. A case in point – Hunter Biden's appointment to the Board of Directors at Burisma Holdings, the Ukrainian giant in the gas game.
Son of the then Veep, Joe Biden, Hunter was an anomaly – a high-roller with no qualification or reason to be on that board. His credentials? Zip. Nada. Zero in energy or Ukrainian affairs. Yet, there he was, ensconced in a cushy seat with a fat paycheck that would make a mob boss blush. The deal stank of corruption – Ignored, rotting, festering under the noses of those bastards supposed to be the vanguards of truth.
Viktor Shokin, the Ukrainian prosecutor, smelled the same stink. The guy had the balls to dig into the cesspool of Burisma, sniffing out trails of laundered American dough, taxpayer dollars handed out like candy in the form of salaries, grants and loans. His bullseye was on the big question – what was Hunter Biden's role in this whole corrupt circus?
But here's the kicker, in a twist that would give the best novelist a run for their money, Shokin was canned. Who was twisting the knife? Good ol' Joe Biden, who conveniently bragged about his role in the prosecutor's dismissal. The stench of corruption was overpowering, a father shielding his son from the fallout, safeguarding the family interests.
Here was America, self-appointed global watchdog against corruption, engaging in it and covering it up, its own high-profile citizens stuck knee-deep in the muck they were supposed to prevent. Irony, or just a sorry reality of international politics?
Beneath Ukraine's cold exterior lay a treasure trove, a bounty of natural gas that had Europe foaming at the mouth. The race was on to control this resource, to dictate the terms, to gain the upper hand in the world's oldest game – power.
Navigating this labyrinth of deceit was Marina, a high-level employee of Burisma, with a spine of steel, ready to take on the powers that be. When I made contact with her via VK social media, the first seeds of a possible explosive revelation were sown. Over time, a rapport was built, an exchange proposed – her story for safe passage out of Ukraine.
Beneath the dour February drizzle, Marina came forth from the gray abyss, straddling the treacherous line between valor and vulnerability. A pawn in this cloak-and-dagger charade of corruption, she was a vital link, a conduit ready to lay bare the underbelly of the grotesque puppet show of bribery and political corruption. Surreally, I found myself neck-deep in the gritty world of international power games, navigating the maze of the deep state. Politics, especially on the global stage, was a fucking mire of secret deals and veiled agendas.
As Marina laid out the blueprints to this whole rotten operation, I found myself sinking further into the mire. She cracked open the glossy façade of Burisma's Cyprus front, exposing it for what it really was – a smokescreen to shield a seedy money-laundering operation from prying eyes, taking advantage of the island nation's lax banking oversight. The real hub of this corrupt behemoth was tucked away in the serpentine alleys of Kiev.
I prodded her for the big fish, and Marina didn't disappoint. Names that had been nothing more than whispered rumors and cryptic references in coded dossiers sprang forth – Alexander Gorbunenko, Yury Gaudich, and Taras Burdeinyi. Hunter Biden, not a boss per se but an influencer, a puppeteer in the guise of a board member, wielding power and control like a seasoned maestro.
Marina's tale was punctuated with fleeting encounters with familiar faces – Joe Biden, the man behind the curtain; Hunter Biden, a charmer and a player who knew just what strings to pull; Devon Archer, a constant in this twisted narrative. She spoke of Mykola Zlochevsky, the elusive puppeteer who ghosted to England as Hunter Biden's role in the company firmed up.
The mention of Viktor Shokin, the dogged prosecutor hot on Burisma's tail, caused a noticeable shiver in Marina. She spun tales of frenzied board meetings, desperate phone calls to Hunter and Joe Biden, and the abrupt, almost magical end to the investigation. It costs Burisma millions in bribes to the Bidens, but Burisma was more than willing to foot the bill to keep the dirty money flowing.
Marina was a ticking time bomb, ready to blow the lid off the rampant corruption that snaked its way through Burisma. But there was a catch – she wanted safety in Russia, for her and her family. The fear was palpable in her eyes as she spoke, a silent acknowledgment of the monstrous consequences that would follow her disclosures.
At Marina’s request, I interviewed her and made a YT video about her plight, trying to get help from the public to get her to safety, raising money to do so via GoFundMe. But the deal was cut short. In an unbelievable breach by GoFundMe, a site helping to raise money to get Marina and her family out of Ukraine, the damn fools had caved to the FBI who inquired about Marina's identity. The echo of treachery reverberated through to Marina's doorstep. Operatives, likely sent by Burisma's top brass tipped off by the FBI, ripped through her home, snatching her documents and a laptop – the very evidence she was going to hand over in exchange for a safe passage. Ant that wasn’t even the worst of it.
The raid left Marina battered and scarred, a stark reminder of the fearsome forces she had dared to defy. Marina was more than just a source, a whistleblower, or an informant. She was a walking testament to the raw brutality meted out to those brave enough to spit in the face of corruption. Marina's story unfolded as an eerie tale of courage, sacrifice, and the exorbitant price of truth in a world shrouded in lies and deceit. I finally got her to Moscow, but not without dire consequences.
Marina's grim tale unveiled an undeniable web of deceit. This shadowy network had Joe Biden ensnared, manipulated with the precision of a master puppeteer. Hunter Biden, his son, was a key player in Burisma's game, used thwart investigations into corruption and to whitewash a stream of laundered state money, donated by the suckers who pay taxes in the good ‘ol USA. It wasn't conjecture; it was the disgraceful truth. This dubious affair wasn't just a scandal waiting to erupt – it was the noose that the Democrats, the Washington elite and the military-industrial complex cinched around Joe Biden's neck, a tool of coercion as subtle as it was powerful.
Knowledge, they say, is power. In this case, the Washington powerbrokers knew enough to make a man dance to their tune. With the incriminating facts about Hunter's role in Burisma in their hands, they kept Joe Biden on a short leash. The threat of exposure was the whip they wielded, each crack a stark reminder of the scandal that could topple the Biden empire.
And then there was the saga of Viktor Shokin. The Ukrainian prosecutor had Burisma under his microscope, a keen eye tracing the lines of corruption that crisscrossed the company's operations. But his investigations were abruptly halted when he was shown the door, and guess who was holding it open? Joe Biden. The Vice President's involvement in Shokin's dismissal wasn't just a red flag–it was a bloody banner waving in the wind for all to see. It was an indelible stain on his record that screamed cover-up and collusion.
The military-industrial complex saw this. They saw a man mired in a scandal, a man desperate to protect his son, a man they could bend to their will. The threat of unmasking the extent of Biden's involvement in Burisma and the Shokin dismissal was enough to steer him. And steer him they did. Their compass pointed towards Ukraine, and Joe Biden, caught in their vice-like grip, had no choice but to follow their course, a puppet dancing on the strings of the puppeteers.
Hunter Biden's role in Burisma, the Ukrainian energy company, was not an isolated incident; it was a symptom of a larger disease, a manifestation of the greed, the corruption, and the moral decay that had infested the system.
But the twisted tale of Shokin, Burisma, and the Bidens was merely the prologue, the opening act in a drama of global proportions. The threads of corruption and manipulation reached far beyond the borders of Ukraine, weaving a complex web that ensnared not just individuals but entire nations. As the layers of deceit were peeled back, a larger, more terrifying picture began to emerge. It was a scenario chilling and fraught with danger.
Russia, ever watchful and calculating, saw the storm gathering on the horizon–a storm that threatened to engulf the entire region in chaos and conflict. The stakes were being raised, and the game was shifting into a perilous new phase, events that would challenge the very fabric of international relations.
For Russia, the heart of the tempest held three interlocking events, disjointed at first glance but forming a deadly triad of Western meddling when viewed through the lens of Moscow, coalesce into a triad of Western interference that is simply too overwhelming to ignore.
First in line, the shadowy U.S. sponsorship of biological laboratories in Ukraine added a nightmarish twist to the plot. These secretive facilities, contracted by none other than the Department of Defense, were focused on crafting biological weapons aimed at Russian citizens. The revelation was chilling, a new and horrifying move in a perilous geopolitical chess game.
Next, the deceitful American interference in Ukraine's internal politics, a game played with the brutal precision of a Cold War chess match. The financing and masterminding of the Maidan coups, a removal of Ukraine's democratically elected president to replace him with a Western-leaning puppet, Poroshenko, was a maneuver worthy of the most ruthless espionage novels. The realpolitik of this age was laid bare in stark relief, as dark as the cold Siberian nights.
What was the fallout? The emergence of ultra-violent extremist factions like Bandarites and Azov Regiment – groups designated as terrorist organizations by both Russian and the United States Congress, normalizing the cancerous tendrils of Naziism while mercilessly hunting down ethnic Russian citizens in the Donbass region. And who stood behind this bloody curtain? The Ukrainian government, the covert hand of Uncle Sam’s intelligence agencies, Victoria Nuland and friend, and the unknowing complicity of the American taxpayer.
Lastly, the unyielding push of NATO into Ukraine formed the third and final act of this ominous drama. Even the most seasoned U.S. politicians, those with the knowledge and foresight to see the big picture, knew that this was an invitation to war, a call that was far too potent and far too treacherous for Russia to ignore. It was like watching a tragic play unfold on the world stage, a story whose ending was known but where everyone was rendered powerless to stop the inexorable march toward catastrophe.
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