“I am the puppeteer Vlad Putin’s American apprentice. An asset, not an agent. A fictional Manchurian candidate altered into a Commie

asset nonfictionally, Russian. Vlad and I fear what witnesses may reveal about Vlad and me and what happened, in Helsinki.”

“Vlad and I fear what witnesses may reveal about Vlad and me. We fear the revival of the brouhaha over what ever happened in faraway,

Helsinki. Vladimir and I aim to have me acquitted by the Senate without witnesses, after proceeding for just, a few days.”

“Only on Art’s account, the real dope. The naked truth. The only real hope to become beings, less competitive — than cooperative.

The only way to mitigate climate change and human migration is His Way; becoming, less competitive, and more … cooperative.”

“And so Lev; I say unto ye: Become less competitive. And become more cooperative. And on Arthur’s account learn how to be on

cooperative — rather than competitive — mode. Learn perp walks. And talks. Go to prison. Repent. Don’t worry. I’ve got, Teflon on.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’ve got my Teflon suit, on. And so Lev; I say unto ye: Pray tell: Cooperate with authorities. Dance with me

— the co-conspirators’ — minuet. Spill, your guts. Turn, stomachs and state’s, evidence. But don’t worry. And be … happy.”

“Don’t worry, Lev. Be happy and rejoice; for rich in irony, is MAYDAYS. Ukraine has finally opened a long overdue criminal investigation

into whether my allies had my very own ambassador there, spied upon. I heard she disliked me. So I had her … spied upon.”

“I heard Marie disliked me. Rudy investigated. He had her spied upon. But don’t worry Lev. And be happy. And rejoice. Extremely rich in

irony is MAYDAYS. Ukraine has finally opened an investigation into whether someone broke a sovereign law … Ukrainian.”