BloggeRhythms

Subtleties often gain major importance in conflicts, whereas entire campaigns can change direction due to unplanned occurrences. That very well may be the case in Ukraine, where Russian invaders on unfamiliar terrain have been further hampered because as reported @thedrive.com: “On Saturday, February 26, Ukraine’s Ministry of Defense encouraged citizens to “confuse and disorient the enemy who is illegally moving around Ukraine” by removing street signs or signs with the names of cities and villages.”

Another post by Ukravtodor depicts what appears to be a photoshopped road sign containing three messages to Russian soldiers pointing in various directions: “Go f*** yourself,” “Go f*** yourself again,” and “Go f*** yourself back to Russia.”

“While the sign in the image isn't real, the organization's message certainly is. The caption accompanying the post calls for local authorities throughout Ukraine to take down road and city signs and then to hand these over to local authorities. "The enemy has poor communications, they cannot navigate the terrain," the post states. "Let us help them get straight to hell."

“Images shared on social media show some Ukrainian road signs being removed altogether.”

“Recent satellite imagery has shown that Russia has assembled a massive convoy north of the Ukrainian capital of Kyiv stretching over 17 miles. There have been multiple reports of Russian supply convoys getting lost or stuck in rough terrain inside Ukraine, leading many to be abandoned or looted. As fighting continues throughout Ukraine and spills into densely populated urban areas, it's likely we will see more road signs removed and other civil defense tactics used to impede Russia's ground forces from navigating easily within the country.”

Although sign alteration may or may not be a tactical maneuver taught at the highest level of military operations, it seems perfectly logical that if lines of tanks, artillery vehicles or battalions of infantry can be sent down the wrong street, path or highway to wind up at a dead end or perhaps sliding down a steep hill into the sea or a lake, that’s certainly as good as using up thousands of rounds of ammunition or racks of stinger missiles.

All in all, it seems the Ukrainians to date are turning out to be far more resilient, clever and capable than expected by Putin, who was sure of ready acceptance as he plotted to put his former Soviet Union back together.

But instead, he finds he is facing hostile adversaries who given enough time, might even build circular highways that send his confused troops right back across the border where they came from.

That’s it for today folks.

Adios

PS: It’s rumored that a Russian general so angered Putin with his huge tactical mistakes in the Ukrainian invasion, that fearing Putin’s wrath, he disguised himself and fled the country.

Rather than going directly to his destination, America, and wanting to be more acceptable there he detoured to Britain first. Spending some time being tutored by Oxford professors, he polished his appearance, demeanor and accent.

Feeling ready to begin his new life, he used some of his immense stolen wealth to fly to New York, where he’d made reservations to stay in a suite at the Plaza Hotel, world renowned for its luxurious accommodations.

After arrival at JFK airport having flown there First Class, a hired limousine whisked him into the city where traffic congested as the car neared Fifth Avenue and 59^th Street, the Plaza’s location. Sitting stalled at a corner, unable to suppress anticipation, he said to the driver, “I’ll get out here and walk the rest of the way. Please drop my luggage off at the hotel. They’ll hold it until my arrival.”

As he began his short three block walk, he realized he’d been so excited during his trip that he hadn’t eaten a bite on the plane or anywhere else that day. Entering a place, he walked up to the counter, saying to the man who greeted him, “I’ve been traveling all day, I’m famished and in a bit of a hurry. So, if you’d be so kind, I’d like to order piping hot Twining’s tea in a silver service, a Chelsea bun or two with lemon slices on the side as well, and get them as soon as possible. Thank you very much.”

The man said "You're Russian aren’t you?”

Astounded, the general snapped, “My good man, just look at me. Suit, Saville Row, exquisitely tailored. Shirt and tie, Turnbull and Asser's finest. Shoes, Crockett & Jones, Christy’s bowler hat, with a monocle for good measure. My demeanor decidedly British, manners impeccable, with speech decisively clipped and precise. How could you possibly assume I'm a Russian?”

The man smiled and replied, “ Because this is a hardware store.”