Y. Prigozhin believes and imagines himself inclined to govern Ukraine after the conflict but he keeps sinking into his own low-end capitalist quagmire. There will be no more Ukraine in fact and this objective is far from touching his little delinquent mind. Russia has probably voluntarily used him too much and he freaks out, classic post trauma syndrome after a year of war, especially since he realizes that his ambitions are in vain and that he does not have and will not have no power over Nova Russia. “The Frog who wants to be as big as an ox” fabled La Fontaine. In short, now he will certainly perish properly sniped during a next front from Belarus and he will receive his posthumous medals.