I laugh when I look at the list of street events being invented by the mayor’s offices of Russian cities to stop me from holding meetings with voters.
The excuse they use most often is, “all venues are occupied.” But for that, they first have to come up with what they’re supposedly occupied by. It seems to me the Kremlin has already set up an entire interagency task force for inventing holidays and public events. Their creative ideas get sent out to the regions. You can even easily guess who in the Kremlin came up with which event:
- Titmouse Day (that was obviously Kiriyenko);
- Magic Compass (Sergei Ivanov, the “father” of GLONASS, Russia’s satellite navigation system);
- Heroic Games (that one was clearly Volodin).
It’s really great. I can only imagine how shocked city residents will be to be entertained with such intensity. Though, as we know from experience, these celebrations only look that cheerful on paper.
A reminder: in the past, because of our meetings with voters, they even staged mandatory discos.
So it’s fair to say: this song is about me.
And tomorrow evening, I have a meeting with voters in Perm. It’s a great city; I’ve been there many times, but the local authorities are bending over backwards to stop me from speaking.
Once again, the brave residents of one apartment building came to our rescue. They officially provided us with their plot of land for the meeting, so it will definitely take place on entirely legal grounds.
All that’s left for the local crooks is to pull petty dirty tricks. They’ve got a new “progressive” governor there. And they’re acting very progressively too: after the meeting in Perm was announced, the police came to our headquarters and simply stole all the printers, campaign materials, and equipment used to verify signatures.
In other words, this wasn’t even “theft” but outright “robbery” — the open seizure of property. No warrants, no formal seizure procedure, no paperwork, no documentation. They stuffed everything into plastic trash bags and carried it off. Brilliant.
Now the police come to our headquarters every day and read out their illegal little scraps of paper. I have to give credit to our team for keeping their spirits up. It looks like this:
So after all that, aren’t we the real party-makers?
Come to the meetings:
Friday at 6:30 p.m. Perm. At the площадка next to the residential building at 77 Uralskaya Street (across from the Rabochy Posyolok tram stop).
Saturday at 12:00 p.m. Vladimir. Dobroselsky Park.
Saturday at 5:00 p.m. Nizhny Novgorod. The square at 250 Komintern Street.
Sunday at 4:00 p.m. Chelyabinsk. Kolyushchenko Square.