Who Let the Lenin Out?

One more bacillus.

Read this. Emphasis added.

For anybody but Lenin those days would have been solemn with soul-searching; the professional revolutionary, trained and self-disciplined and dedicated for years to the moment of action, cast off and toiling ceaselessly in the squalor of foreign exile to keep his comrades up to the mark, was going home to put his ideas into practice. The long, fantastic train journey, arranged by the German government, which saw in this obscure fanatic one more bacillus to let loose in tottering and exhausted Russia to spread infection, was an opportunity for stocktaking of the most elaborate kind. But to Lenin it was merely a slow and tedious way of getting on with the job.

That’s great. Catalyze the rise of communism and the formation of the Soviet Union, be complicit in the crimes of three quarters of a century of bloody Bolshevism, then fight a world war that helped finish wrecking the White race ostensibly to destroy the Marxist state you helped create, then, afterwards, leverage your power and position in the EU to invite a migrant invasion and twist the arms of other Europeans to take “their fair share” of the demographic nightmare thus unleashed.

It’s Der Master Race!

By the way, if I was a Russian, I'd be more upset about this than about Operation Barbarossa. After all, the 20th century agony of Russia really started with this episode.  Everything that came after was a consequence, rubbing salt in the wound, so to speak.