Zee is the man. He knew he’d have to play the demented rapist’s game to try and unfuck trump’s complete subservience to his russian master. The suit was brilliant, the “thank yous” sly, and the posse of European grand fromages were just the right balance of pomp and importance to lower Twitler’s ignorance bubble. Well done.

He’ll change his mind another 100 times before next Tuesday but if the non-traitors in his admin can get enough running room to get shit done, it will have been a success. The war isn’t going anywhere though. Pooty poot will never stop throwing meat in the grinder. Other nations are going to need to join Ukraine on the ground.

This isn’t about finding peace as much as it is preventing a ton of damage from his russian owners. To that extent it sounds like they had an impact.

That optimism was thanks at least in part to the tone set by the Ukrainian leader’s arrival in a blazer-style jacket and collared shirt, a departure from his trademark military garb.

A fixation on attire might seem trivial given the stakes as the world leaders gathered to discuss ending the brutal conflict, but style mattered here.