Yevgeny Prigozhin, standing in the darkness next to a row of bloodied dead bodies, was shouting obscenities. With his yellowish, unnaturally hairless face contorted in primordial hatred, there was something about his appearance that seemed decidedly horrific.
Prigozhin may well be positioning himself for Putin’s likely downfall and the eventual (and probably very nasty) succession struggle
The look goes with his reputation.
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