Keeping the British end up
Normally I’m not a big fan of the Federalnaya Sezopasnosti Bezopasnosti rossiyskoy federaciyi (the FSB or Russian Federal Security Service). Actually not to put too blunt a point on it I’m not a fan of theirs at all due in part because they spread Radioactive poison all over my home town. So I had to laugh when this hit the web – one of our diplomats getting caught having it off with a couple of Russian horizontal recreation facilitators*. It is quite clear that an FSB “Honey Trap” has crashed and burned quite spectacularly, as the guy clearly doesn’t care that he’s been caught in “Ugandan discussions”. Obviously the chap will be fairly distraught at the pace of his activities as 4 minutes 18 seconds, including the opening of the Champagne, is a pretty poor effort. Indeed it is Alan B’stard MP quick. Nevertheless the FSB should have checked whether the bloke was “happily married” before they pulled this crap. The point of blackmail is that the person in question has something more to loose than his job, or indeed that he cares about his job in the first place. I suspect the
* Hookers







1 immoderate opinions:
"I suspect the KGB FSB chap in charge of this particular opperation is now counting trees in Novaya Zemlya."
But on the other hand, job applications for the Moscow diplomatic office are flooding in!
Post a Comment