A Peter The Great Move Needed:
Yes, supposedly Trump is now expelling Russian diplomats from the US. Although it is “showy” and captures news headlines, how is it going to harm Moscow or change Moscow? Even if they broke off diplomatic relations, what is it going to accomplish? Maybe it is like snubbing Moscow, but Moscow is accustomed to being snubbed. They have closed down the consulate in Seattle. The Russians are closing consulates. This is not going to change anything.
We need a Peter the Great move. He went to Amsterdam and studied the Dutch. He learned to build canals in St. Petersburg. The Americans, British, French, Germans, etc should declare they are going to build more canal boats in St. Petersburg — anything like this would cause more change than all the diplomats could you possibly shift around. In an ideal world Trump should declare that he is going to build an air base in Siberia or even build roads in Russia. And if Putin were going to become like Peter the Great he would connect himself with such a move.
The Edward Ware Thrillers at War novel about Russia is Unlocking Trinity.
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If I Were May Or Trump:
If I were May I would not stop making a point to the Russians until the point is actually made. You cannot have Russia attacking England with chemical weapons and endangering innocent civilians in peace time. If you accept that sort of thing and don’t make a point of it, who knows what the Russians will try next.
If I were in charge of the US which I am not, I would announce that the Russians were teaming up with the US to fight dissident elements in other countries around Russia. For instance there are lots of “stans”. I would say we had decided to build an American air force base in Siberia and thus a British air force base, too. I wonder what the Russians would really do. Would Putin try to stop us? Would he attack? Actually I doubt it. I think he would pretend to go along with it because he had no choice.
Also in Russia this would make him immensely popular. There is nothing the common everyday Russians would like better than Americans and British people bringing money and jobs. America in particular is NOT on Russia’s traditional enemy list. If Putin carried it off, he might become as famous as Peter the Great in Russian history who was the most western leaning czar. But sadly the US isn’t that interested in Russia to help prop it up like this.
Cheops Books LLC will soon publish Unlocking Trinity, the Edward Ware Thrillers novel about Russia.
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Helga Takes Edward Captive in Denali:
“You do have Lady Ware in your custody, don’t you?” Helga prompted the monster.
The creature nodded and answered in some sort of incomprehensible brogue that sounded like a combination of very bad Russian and something else —- maybe Alaskan? He could not imagine where she had gotten a worker like that —- from the Russian goolag? Siberia? Edward did want to probe too deeply into whether he was really human or not.
“She will be our next experimental victim,” said the man that Helga had termed Dr. Frankenstein.
What was he, a Nazi reject from the Third Reich? Had he taken refuge in Russia after the war?
“So you see, Edward?” Helga purred as she reached out to smooth down his collar. “You don’t really have any choice but to do as I say, right?” she prompted him.
Edward could see the writing on the wall as he followed her into an inner room in this Ice Palace of hers. She led him into her inner sanctum to her bed. He knew her ways from long ago. Soon she was undressed beckoning to him as she had done thousands of times before. He did not want to approach her bed. He knew what would happen from long experience, but he had no choice.
Soon her long, svelte arms were around him pressing her hands into all his pockets as she stripped him of his clothing piece by piece. As he plunged into her he remembered long ago scenes where they lay in the rose-colored sands by the red colored walls of Petra in the Syrian Desert making and conceiving their bastard son together. But he tried to put it aside. He knew what would come next.
“Oh, look what I found!” Helga waved a note in the air. It was from Churchill, of course, talking about Kruschev and Lawrence’s latest map defending Britain against Russian nuclear attack. “This is just the sort of thing I am paid to find.” Her eyes glittered. “If you hand over that map, I will give you back your wife.”
Fortunately Helga was so mesmerized by her “find” that she could not help staring at it intensely as if it would give up even more secrets with intense scrutiny. Edward took advantage of her momentary lapse in concentration to creep up behind the naked woman and gag her, tying a cloth around her mouth. After that he bound her to the bedpost with more sashes and ties and torn sheets.
Edward quickly dressed and made his way out the back of her bedroom into the snow. He knew he had but a short time to find his wife and be out of harm’s way. Who knew what kind of creeps and misbegotten creatures Helga had collected here to help her with her spying mission for a Russian dictator.
He noticed the dimensions of the compound huddling down towards the ground and much of it underground. A good snow could cover it all so that it would not be visible. The runway could easily be covered. A careless park ranger might not notice anything at all.
Edward figured that Dora must be hidden in the main building up ahead. But before he could reach it he saw a figure emerge dragging a woman tied up with ropes. He started to head across the snowy field with her pushing her ahead of him.
Edward quickly started after them. But he could not reach the man with the fighting woman who began to look more and more like Dora before he reached a dog sled. He was off mushing the dogs leaving Edward in the snow that had started to fall.
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Helga Sets Up A Kingdom In Denali:
Edward gets a note that purports to be from someone from long, long ago and faraway. He got it from a boat floating near the Mendenhall Glacier outside Juneau, the capital of Alaska. He and his wife, Dora, don’t know what to make of it. It can’t be Helga von Wessel, the vamp of all vamps. She got blown up ten years before at Los Alamos or at the Fat Man site where the first atomic bomb was tested.
At first they ignored it while they considered and tried to find a place to send a telegram to Winston Churchill back in London. But the secret, mysterious notes kept on following them wherever they went and at whatever restaurant they appeared at and at whatever hotel they arrived at. There was always a waiter approaching them with a new note. There was always a note sticking in their door with some alluring reference to the past. If it was not Helga — and how could it be? — it must be somebody trying to make them think it was Helga.
They sign up for a land extension to the cruise. That way they could go ashore in Alaska to meet with this troublemaker who was dealing with the Russians and who was the cause of their visit to Alaska to begin with. When they were visiting the most Russian city in Alaska called Sitka and were stopping by a Russian Orthodox Church at the pier, they got a note that told them where to go once ashore.
It was hard to get there. Where they could not go by bus they went by dog sled. They entered the preserve of Denali National Park and went beyond where the roads could take you. It did not surprise Edward that they were arriving in a Siberian Ice Palace. It was a room where everything was chiseled of ice. It looked like scintillating diamonds.
Somebody must be playing with optical illusions. The vamp who stood there before him with hardly a hair unchanged from the last time he saw her, resembled Helga von Wessel down to the last detail. When she opened her voice to speak in that sultry growl that was so reminiscent of her, Edward was at a loss how to explain it.
“I knew you would come, Edward. I could feel it in the bones you tried to destroy. But now Khrushchev has you where he wants you. You won’t leave this place until you give me exactly what he wants most.”
Edward glanced behind them. The gates were locked.
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What Do The Scythians Have To Do With Edward Ware Thrillers?
This morning the British Museum announced a new major exhibition sponsored by British Petroleum and the Hermitage Museum in St. Petersburg, Russia. It concerns the ancient Scythians and is called “Scythian Warriors of Ancient Siberia”. It will open on September 14 and close on January 14 next year.
But what does it have to do with the Edward Ware Thrillers, specifically the Edward Ware Thrillers at War Series? As you know in pursuit of hiding the Lawrence maps and conducting the business of the British government during World War 1 and World War 2, Edward and Dora get around. They travel the globe. In the historical thriller Unlocking Trinity where Stalin is spying on the Americans and the British at Los Alamos and Edward and Dora are trying to get their daughter back from Hitler, they both travel to Moscow to meet with the Russian Dictator Stalin. Shall I say more? The Dictator wants to get them out of the way while he cavorts with Hitler’s old spy, Helga von Wessel, now working for him to get him the secrets of Los Alamos. Helga is also trying to give him the Wares’ kidnapped daughter, Thomasina, rescued from Hitler’s clutches only to be given to the Communists. So Stalin sends them to St. Petersburg to the Hermitage Museum. Edward discovers a Scythian bow and arrow and puts it to good use, which is certainly not what either Stalin or Helga von Wessel expected.
Unlocking Trinity by Dora Benley will soon be published by Cheops Books LLC. After all, Herodotus says of the Scythians, “None who attacks them can escape, and none can catch them if they desire not to be found.’ So much is also true of Colonel Sir Edward Ware who might as well be a Scythian.
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Gold sew-on clothing appliqué in the form of two Scythian archers