In typical me fashion, I answered: he’s going to get a Ukraine that’s a worthless pile of rubble and a Russia that’s a worthless pile of Ruble. …that is, unless he does some recomputin. Thankfully, she’s still my fiancé. ‘Twas a close call.
Not much sense having the breadbasket of Europe if you have killed off half it's population and decimated their cities and towns. I don't think the remaining Ukrainians will be too happy with you, and willing to bust their asses working the land for you.