I could never think of or write a more horrible answer to Russia's aggression.

We saw you Dugin on the news this morning, your hands on your head, your gaping mouth probably saying in Russian "What the hell have I done?". As your eyes watch your daughter's car in an inferno after the bomb went off. What a picture. I can still see your face.

We have all seen faces like yours in shock or terror. You are now only on level one of the grieving process. Just wait for the funeral for level two.

During the funeral, you look around the room and see all your loved ones looking at you and suffering the other side of your fine work advising Putin on terror. How many of these loved ones are next, Mr. Dugin? How many kids do you have? Wife, relatives, anyone could be next to pay for knowing you.

Whoever designed this car bombing is just as ruthless as you......now!

Just wait.

Did Putin send flowers? Most likely you will be receiving a forest of flowers in the coming months. They smell so pretty even through the salty taste of your tears. Flowers are a nice touch aren't they?