Now they’ve got some issue with the sausages.

Putin and Kiriyenko keep coming up with creative stunts.

I flew in from Strasbourg 15 minutes ago — there was a briefing before a session on how Russia fails to comply with ECHR (European Court of Human Rights) rulings, and I spoke about the Kirovles case.

I walk out of the security area at Domodedovo Airport into the arrivals section where people meet passengers. I see a camera — someone is filming. Probably LifeNews, I think. They’re always filming me.

Right by the barrier, a young woman comes up to me: “Alexei, can I take a photo with you?”

“Of course,” I say, and stop.

At that moment, three creeps rush me from behind and throw A STRING OF SAUSAGES over my shoulders.

Actual thick sausages, literally. Like these:

A brief commotion. The creeps run off.

The people waiting for arrivals stare at me in shock and disbelief. I stare back at everyone with the same wide eyes.

Some cops are standing nearby, smiling.

Sausages are lying all over the floor.

I headed to the parking lot and drove to the office — to work.

As I’m driving, I think: Kiriyenko must have come up with something this time whose symbolism is so deep that it’s impossible to understand.

Sausages? Does this mean that despite opposition criticism, agriculture is on the rise?

Or is it a show of support for import substitution?

In any case, for such a brilliant and daring stunt, I propose giving the man in charge of domestic policy a second name: Sergei Sausage_Baron Kiriyenko.