Giorgi Rtskhiladze - Kompromat: My Story from Trump to Mueller and USSR to USA

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Names: Rtskhiladze, Giorgi, author.
Title: Kompromat: My Story from Trump to Mueller and USSR to USA /
Giorgi Rtskhiladze.
Description: First Hardcover Edition | A Genuine Rare Bird Book | New York, NY; Los Angeles, CA: Rare Bird Books, 2020.
Identifiers: ISBN 9781644281031
Subjects: LCSH Rtskhiladze, Giorgi. | BusinessmenRussia (Federation)Biography. | BusinessmenGeorgia (Republic)Biography. | Governmental investigationsUnited States. | PresidentsUnited StatesElection, 2016. | Propaganda, RussianUnited States. | ElectionsCorrupt practicesUnited States. | United StatesForeign relationsRussia (Federation) | Russia (Federation)Foreign relationsUnited States. | BISAC BIOGRAPHY & AUTOBIOGRAPHY /
Personal Memoirs | HISTORY / United States / 21st Century.
Classification: LCC DK678.3 .R77 2020 | DDC 914.758/092dc23

For my wife, Ayanat, and for my children

In memory of my late mother, Giuli

There is nothing so powerful as truthand often nothing so strange.

Daniel Webster

Contents

Donald J. Trump Verified Account @realDonaldTrump

Whos going to give back the young and beautiful lives (and others) that have been devastated and destroyed by the phony Russia Collusion Witch Hunt? They journeyed down to Washington, D.C., with stars in their eyes and wanting to help our nationThey went back home in tatters!

5:41 a.m.27 May 2018

Introduction

I n May 2018, I sat inside a black SUV with tinted windows speeding toward the Department of Justice building in Washington, DC, where I was about to be questioned by FBI agents and senior prosecutors from the team of Special Prosecutor Robert Mueller in what was surely the most talked-about investigation since Watergate.

I was worried that the minute I stepped outside the car, Id be harassed by the media, filming me or snapping their cameras while a crowd of journalists shouted outrageous questions. I could see the cable news headlines flashing in my face and blaring my name to the world as one of the suspects in the Mueller investigation, falsely tarring me as Michael Cohens and Donald Trumps Russian connection (which was exactly what later happened).

You may be wondering, as my wife and I have done so many times in the last two years, Why me?

Perhaps the reason is that my love for my native country, the Republic of Georgia, is too great. Or, more simply, because in 2009 I had a big idea: I wanted to bring the Trump brand to the former Soviet region, specifically to the Russia and the Republics of Georgia and Kazakhstan. In the process, I became directly associated with the Trump Organization, Michael Cohen, and Donald J. Trump himself. Perhaps that was my crime.

Even so, as I sat in the SUV on that spring morning, I wondered to myself, How did I get here? What brought me to this rendezvous w ith history?

In March 1991, I came to this country on a one-way ticket from the former Soviet Empire, just prior to its collapse. With just fifty dollars in my pocket and giant dreams, I was just another immigrantin my case from the Republic of Georgia. At the time, I was overjoyed to leave behind the ever-present feeling of being watched, the lack of privacy, and the intrusiveness of the Communist State. In time, I was fortunate to achieve the American Dream both professionally and personally, and today, I am proud to say that I am an American citizen of Georgian descent.

However, about three years ago, right after Mr. Trump went from real estate mogul to forty-fifth president of the United States, I once again found every aspect of my life under intense scrutiny and subject to mischaracterization and misrepresentation. My character, even my name, was assailed. Only this time it wasnt the Soviet State doing so, but the US Justice Department, the FBI, and the Robert Mueller probe.

As anyone who has not been living on the moon knows, Attorney General Jeff Sessions appointed Robert Mueller as a special prosecutor to lead the Russia Probe to determine if the sitting US president had colluded with the Kremlin and President Putin himself to win the presidency and/or continued to do so once in office.

As a witness called before the grand jury in the Mueller investigation, and later before the House Intelligence Committee and the Senate, thousands upon thousands of my texts, emails, and phone calls, as well as thousands of business and private documents, were subject to Department of Justice and Congressional Review. It was a nightmare.

To defend myself, I felt it necessary to hire high-priced white-collar criminal defense lawyers, spending an enormous amount of money on legal fees. At the same time, as a businessman I became radioactive. Even my friends and closest associates kept their distance, not wanting to be tainted by the Mueller probe. My business dried up. And for what? To what end?

Even now, I am still trying to make sense of it.

When I left the USSR and came to the land of the free in New York City, on March 20, 1991, never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that twenty-eight years later, my name would appear in one of the most consequential documents in the history of the United States, the Mueller Report. Robert Mueller, whom I held in the greatest respect, nevertheless devoted an entire footnote (#112) to me and my connection to the controversial Steele dossier and its claim of Russian kompromat , salacious videotapes of Donald Trump in Moscow.

There was no real connection between me and the Steele dossier, but the footnote made it seem as if there was. The Mueller Report accused me, an American citizen, of being a Russian businessman who was working with the presidents personal lawyer, Michael Cohen, to destroy the release of compromising videoor kompromat, as its called in Russiaabout then-candidate Donald J. Trump,.

The Mueller Reports false, inaccurate, and highly selective version of events had the effect of being nothing more or less than character assassination. Thanks to my unnecessary and inaccurate appearance in the Mueller Report, media outlets believed I was a primary link in the story of a potential Russian kompromat on the sitting president of the United States.

Print and TV media picked up the story, amplified it, and spread the false characterizations of me, my nationality, and my actions. Online trolls cast me as an agent of the Kremlin and called for my imprisonment. People obsessed with removing Trump from the White House didnt care if I was guilty or not. It was accepted gospel that anyone in Trump or Michael Cohens orbit was guilty, and any foreign dealeven one which was never fully consummatedwas proof of corruption and a vehicle for Russian influence or blackmail.

You might think that an average American citizen is not going to have his life overwhelmed by the government for some business deals that were never completed. I certainly thought so. I thought, This cant happen in the USAnot in 2019 . However, in the blink of an eye, my family and I went from living the American Dream to having to fight our way out of a nightmare.