For a while the spokesman for the Russian Foreign Ministry, Maria Zakharova, nothing known. There are reasonable concerns in these parts. Any glass or cutlery can be poisoned, and its disappearance may coincide with deportation to Siberia. It doesn’t take much to fall out of favor, even if you do Part of the small elite who commands the Kremlin. But blacklisting a loyal servant like 46-year-old Zakharova would have been a waste. She always remains at her post there, coordinating the efforts of Russian diplomacy to support the untenable invasion of a sovereign nation. It is an unbridled propaganda war that affects everyone, including in the area of personal reputation, and which can also prove dangerous for the private lives of the protagonists. In fact, in the past few days, Zakharova had received signs of a cyber attack, or rather the dissemination of an embarrassing KGB-style photo shoot.
Nothing illegal, mind you, just the footage from his wedding party Andrei Makarov, celebrated on November 7, 2005 at the Russian Consulate in New York City, where the diplomat’s daughter was press secretary. The images captured during the reception show the couple in an impassioned attitude that doesn’t quite match their institutional role. In addition to the content, what matters most is the provenance, which raises a number of questions: How were the photographs obtained? who spread it? The existence of a mole with access to the couple’s personal archives raises suspicion and concern.
The conspiracy hypothesis in Moscow is always around the corner. If anyone wants to push Zakharova away to take her place, it’s an internal rival. That may have brought in the iconographic material to set a political signal. Stuff to trigger an earthquake. There are only a few possible countermovements. Since last April, the spokesman for Dmitry Lavrov opened her own personal page on Telegram, but failed to gain a thousand followers. Perhaps precisely because he appears so artificially cold and distant in his public appearance. On the contrary, if you indulge in the whirlpool of passions.