It's all of a piece ... black is white, up is down, Pravda tells the truth and the West types nothing but lies with its Clean Hands.
I'm not complaining, mind you. Russian writers have always been some of my favs and though the Big Picture's grim, at least we've some Russian irony to enjoy while we watch the Americans soak up the "Let's Roll, Spot" exhortation to terrorizing the terrorists out of existence.