My "hangup of Putin" began back in 1993... long before you or I or most of the the rest of the world ever heard of Putin. August 1993 I had a very vivid dream about a new Tsar arising in Russia. Silly me, I thought that would be a good thing... that the new Russian Tsar would be Aryan Christendom's "Great White Hope"... and I instinctively knew Putin was the one the first time I saw him on a TV news video August 1999 when Putin became Yeltsin's umpteenth prime minister.
Ironically, later in Putin's autobiography, he said in 1993 he had his baptismal cross blessed at the Lord's tomb. And again I dared to hope.
Silly me... I should have realized Putin was probably cryptically referring to antichrist Lenin's tomb.