So, the grown-ups have finally decided to sit in a room together. After two years of fire, noise, and enough metal flying through the air to build a new moon, the suits from Kyiv, Moscow, and Washington are sharing the same air. They call it a 'breakthrough.' I call it a very expensive lunch date. It is funny, in a dark way, how the world works. We spend trillions on toys meant to blow things up. We spend months shouting at each other through TV screens. Then, one day, someone decides it is time to have a meeting. The news treats this like a miracle. It is as if they think the simple act of breathing the same oxygen will make the bombs stop falling. But we know better, don’t we? We have seen this play before. The actors are different, the costumes are slightly more modern, but the script is ancient.

Let’s look at the players. First, you have the guys from Kyiv. They are tired, and who can blame them? They have spent two years asking for things and getting half of what they need. Then you have the Moscow team. They come with their stone faces and their long memories of things that happened three hundred years ago. And then, because no party in Europe is complete without them, you have the Americans. Washington is like that person who doesn’t live in your house but still wants to tell you how to arrange your furniture. This is the first time all three have been in the same room since 2022. Think about that. We can send a robot to Mars and talk to it in real time, but it takes two years for three groups of humans to walk into a building and sit down. That is the level of 'talent' we are dealing with here. These are the people in charge of the planet. It makes you want to check if the exits are locked.

The media loves the word 'trilateral.' It sounds smart. It sounds like a shape you’d learn about in math class. In reality, it just means three groups of people who do not like each other are trying to figure out how to leave the room without looking like they lost. Diplomacy is not about peace. It is about public relations. It is about making sure the people back home think you are doing something important while you actually just drink high-end water and look at your watch. Why now? Why did it take this long? Because everyone is bored. The world has a very short attention span. We liked the war when it was new and shiny. Now, it is just a bill that we have to pay every month. The leaders know this. They know the audience is starting to change the channel. So, they stage a 'breakthrough.' They give us a scene where they all sit around a big table. It makes for a great photo. It makes people think the 'process' is working.

But what is the process? It is a series of polite lies. They will talk about 'territorial integrity' and 'security concerns.' These are just big words for 'I want this' and 'No, you cannot have it.' They will spend hours talking about where a line on a map should be. Meanwhile, the actual world is moving on. The climate is falling apart, the prices of eggs are going up, and the people actually doing the fighting are just waiting for the next order. The irony is that these meetings often lead to more meetings. That is the genius of the bureaucrat. If you solve a problem, you are out of a job. If you create a 'framework' for a 'potential solution' that requires 'further discussion,' you have a career for life. This trilateral talk is a masterpiece of that style. It is not an ending. It is a trailer for a sequel that no one asked for.

I look at these photos of the meeting and I see the same thing every time. The carpets are too thick. The light is too soft. Everything is designed to make the leaders feel like they are very important. They forget that the rest of the world is not a quiet room with nice carpets. They think that if they can agree on a piece of paper, reality will just follow along like a puppy. It never does. Reality is messy, loud, and does not care about trilateral talks. We should be honest about what this is. It is a theater of the absurd. The play is boring, the tickets are too expensive, and the ending is always the same. We will wait for the news to tell us that 'progress was made.' We will wait for the next meeting. And we will keep pretending that the people in the suits know what they are doing. It is the only way we can sleep at night, I suppose. But for those of us who have been paying attention, it’s just another day in the collapsing theater. I told you so, but nobody ever listens to the lady in the back row.