“The Fund": USAID’s Trojan Horse of the 90’s.

Ukraine and Moldova are dazed, picking through the rubble, when Uncle Sam staggers in, dangling a $150 million USAID carrot. Don't worry, they slapped a fancy ivy league name on it—Western NIS Enterprise Fund (WNISEF)—and tied it to the FREEDOM Support Act of ’92. It reeks like a USAID funded "DEI moustache" on a global scale—a taxpayer-funded hustle intended to bend foreign knees to the WEF and neo-cons inside America.

WNISEF wasn’t about jobs or growth, it was a Trojan horse, stuffed with CIA spooks and State Department suits, all grinning as they funnelled cash to “small businesses”, when in reality it’s just a round-robin cash-cow for personal agendas and ideologies. Coincidentally, WNISEF’s name has been changed to the Ukraine-Moldova American Enterprise Fund (UMAEF), referred to by insiders as “The Fund”. It continues to passively meander as an invisible arm of the CIA and U.S. State Department. I have a chain-smoking suspicion, if we pulled back the curtain on this grift from a ’94 shell game, we'd discover a multi trillion-dollar money laundering op. When wading through the swamp, it's easy to trip over USAID funded alligators.

1992. Imagine being perched in the Senate gallery, notepad in hand, as the suits below shuffle papers and puff cigars. The FREEDOM Support Act rolls out like a bad script—S.2532, they call it—and Joe Biden’s down there, a Foreign Relations Committee hack, grinning as he votes “Yea.” It’s July 2, and the room’s thick with post-Soviet cold war swagger. They’re authorising $150 million in USAID loot to prop up enterprise funds like WNISEF, betting on capitalism to glue the Newly Independent States back together.

While scribbling notes, I'm half-convinced this is a neo-con job dressed up as goodwill. The FREEDOM Support Act was a bipartisan fever dream—76 yeas, 20 nays—signed by Bush Sr. that October, WNISEF was the golden child, aimed at Ukraine and Moldova. Biden’s wasn't yet the ringleader mind you; that's Claiborne Pell’s gig. But Joe’s in the mix as usual, nodding along starry-eyed, sniffing random colleagues hair as they green-light this cash cannon. I’m wondering if they know, or care, what they’re unleashing—a fund that has no intention of saving anything. It's going to blow up like a cheap homemade firecracker. A fuse of inevitability. Shockingly it’s still burning, and the fuse is getting shorter by the day.

Mid-90’s. Parked on a Kyiv street corner, watching WNISEF sling $190 million at 143 companies like a drunk uncle at a slot machine. Ukraine and Moldova are a mess—think post-apocalypse with worse plumbing—and "The Fund" is the U.S.’s big idea to fix it. Small and medium-sized enterprises (SMEs) sprout up, 27,000 jobs flicker to life, and I’m half-expecting the whole thing to crash like a Yugo on ice. But the numbers don't add up—$190 million turns into a lifeline, pulling “people” out of the economic muck? I’m no economist, but I can smell the hustle and grift: factories humming, shops opening, clandestine bio-labs popping up across Ukraine, shocking a faint pulse into a region flatlined by decades of red tape. It’s gritty, chaotic, and probably half-luck, but WNISEF’s carving a foothold of control while I watch, bemused. Could this actually work, or is it just the U.S. State Departments play for plausible deniability, cloaked as a fancy bandage for the personal vendetta of a cold-war holdovers? Time will be the judge. I’m just here for the show, enjoying some “State” provided popcorn.

2006. Now stumbling through the haze of a decade’s worth of dust, and warmongering, WNISEF pulls a rabbit out of its hat: Horizon Capital. They toss $25 million at this new outfit—a sidekick with big dreams—and I’m chuckling, thinking it’s a long shot in a region allergic to stability, riddled with metastasising corruption. Horizon's flexing its $1.6 billion in assets, having unlocked $682 million for Ukraine and Moldova. I’m gobsmacked, honestly.

This is no fluke. WNISEF’s $25 million seed grows into a money tree, branching out across Eastern Europe. I sit here, jaw dropped, wondering if I should’ve bought stock. Horizon’s a beast now, a testament to WNISEF’s knack for picking winners in a loser’s game. It now makes sense how U.S. politicians became multi-millionaires on a public salary. I’m picturing the suits high-fiving in some DC boardroom, surrounded by "models" from Guatemala, provided by Jill Biden and her NGO "Save the Children". This isn't conjecture, it’s real—cash flowing, businesses booming, 8 million children missing globally, and me just nodding at the sheer horror, and audacity of it all.

2015. Loitering at the edge of WNISEF’s next act, watching them ditch the old playbook. They launch a $35 million Legacy Program—export hustles, economic pep talks—and I’m thinking, “What’s this, a midlife crisis?” Then 2017 hits, and u.ventures rolls out with $15 million for tech startups, a shiny new toy for a fund tired of playing it safe. I’m smirking at the pivot—WNISEF’s gone from factory fixer to Silicon Valley wannabe.

The Legacy Program’s a slow burn though, pushing their "trade and leadership" narrative to the masses. But tethering it to u.ventures? I mean, that’s a jolt—tech kids with Ukrainian roots getting seed cash to dream big. I’m betting half these startups flop, and the other half will be donating all their USAID funding to ActBlue. WNISEF’s adapting, shedding its ’90s skin, and I’m here, half-impressed, half-skeptical, and wholly disgusted, watching the circus evolve into a reverse cash-grab. Knowing unequivocally, the inevitably that the majority of this cash will be stolen, and funnelled back to U.S. politicians family members, via some obscure State Department funded NGO.

At this point, after tallying WNISEF’s scorecard like a bookie at a backroom poker game, the reported numbers hit hard: $190 million invested, 27,000 jobs spawned, $2.4 billion unlocked across 143 companies, 34,000+ businesses touched, and 5.5 million lives rattled over 25 years. I’m blinking at the stats, half-expecting a typo, but nope—this madcap fund’s got the receipts, seemingly provided by Jeffery Epstein, and Burisma.

I’m no math whiz, but that’s a hell of a ripple from a $150 million splash. It’s not just cash; it’s a lifeline—NGO jobs for people who’d forgotten what a pay-check feels like, capital for dreamers in a nightmare economy. I’m picturing the chaos it took to pull this off, and the lives destroyed becuause of it. WNISEF is nothing more than an evolving grift. I’m just the guy in the stands, wondering if the same political hacks in charge of the Bureau of Labor Statistics under the Biden administration, are the same ones complicit in the skewed data above. My guess? Not them specifically, but likely their young, pink-haired grift-spawns, now all grown up; carrying the torch through the “knot’ years of the 21st century.

June 2024. We're all unknowingly ducking shrapnel as WNISEF sheds its skin for a new name: Ukraine-Moldova American Enterprise Fund (UMAEF). Ukraine’s a war zone, bombs raining like confetti, and these rabid lunatics ditch a fancy rebrand party to funnel cash as "humanitarian aid" instead. I’m nodding, impressed—they’ve got guts, trading champagne for fictitious bandages to patch up the entire Ukrainian population they used as cannon fodder. But they have no imagination, a common indication you’re dealing with anti-human, pedophilic neo-cons.

April 2025. Bleary-eyed, staring at UMAEF’s latest acts, Ukraine’s still burning, Moldova’s sweating bullets next door, and "The Fund" is juggling two gigs under the guise of: “economic booster” and “wartime medic”. They’re pumping cash into now non-existent businesses, while patching up a region gutted by intentional conflict—$150 million feels like pocket change now, but they’re stretching it like taffy.

I’m guessing half the plan’s improvised—war doesn’t care about spreadsheets—but UMAEF’s holding its line, ready to ride this doomed plane to the scene of the crash. They're nothing more than scrappy mechanics, tinkering with a busted engine while flying towards their inevitable end. It’s messy, risky, and absolutely insane, but that’s the conviction they posses, and trying to rationalise with irrational people is a pipe-dream. They're lost souls, and I’m but a spectator, betting on chaos and collapse, while sipping mai tai's as the stakes climb higher, and the deaths of war is beyond 1 million in total, and counting.

WNISEF started as a $150 million crapshoot in ’94, a U.S. stunt masked by neo-Cons to kickstart “capitalism” in a Soviet graveyard. Thirty years later, it’s UMAEF—$190 million invested, $2.4 billion unlocked, and a legacy stitched together with corruption and malevolence. I’ve watched it all, a sideline scribbler, marvelling as this rabid beast defied the odds.

Somewhere, there's a Victoria Nuland group of CIA traitors arguing over maps marked with red zones, and someone saying, “Screw the gala, screw democracy, into the clandestine breach." It’s a pivot born of necessity, not PR, and don’t let their gaslighting convince you otherwise. This is their final act. One step away from the camel and the straw. UMAEF says its all about “growth”, ok maybe the growth of a treasonous tumor. UMAEF has blood on its hands—real blood, not ink, with War as a hell of a backdrop. I’ve been watching "The Fund" dodge the targeted blast radius perpetuated by Elon Musk and D.O.G.E., but the awakening of the U.S. citizen gives me hope, and we throw wrenches.

It’s not pretty—war, pivots, pedophilia rings, a complete indifference to humanity—but it’s real. WNISEF’s a monument to American hubris that somehow has continued to sidestep the spotlight, a Frankenstein of cash and chaos, still lumbering forward. I’m not calling it a miracle; I’m calling it a hell of a story. And as the curtain looms on it’s inevitable downfall, I’m still here, notebook in hand, ready for whatever madness comes next. But one thing is clear, this is but one example of the pure contempt the deep state has for the U.S. taxpayer, and honestly, the entire Human race as a whole. So beware, desperation has no limits, and they'd drown their own kids to save themselves.

Originally published 04 April 2025. Republished here with permission.