Nice, I suppose.

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Up until 17:51... might as well say 18:00.  Going down fast, of course.  Pushed the line, and hard.  All good.

I cut an old alliance that had pretty much failed.  One I had thought to be independent but proved to be merely a high-yellow beta for Putin.  He seems to have allied and pulled in a lot of low betas toward that end.  I realized he was what he was and let it go.  You can't help some people.  Still not sure if he simply sold out or was a mere fan boy for an international badman.  Hard to tell with broken men, why they do one thing or another.  More may end up going.  It does make me question others.  I have done so to their face, mind you.  I do not sneak up, unless war has been declared and something is in my way.  I don't choose peace, though neither do I choose war.  I merely aim to go from here to there and only perturb those in my way with the intent of forcing an unlawful will.

Tired, for sure.  Crashing, or the world is around me.  Good night.