I was on my way to appear on Echo of Moscow with Yegor Zhukov. Three degenerates were waiting at the entrance. They doused me with sour milk and covered me in flour, ruining my coat. It was the same crew that once splashed me with brilliant green antiseptic mixed with something toxic and nearly cost me an eye. Now they also walk with me to the office in the mornings. Two of them shout in my face, while the third films, hoping I’ll shove or hit someone. If that happens, they immediately file a police report accusing me of assault. There’s no point complaining about them themselves—they’re some subdivision of Center E (Russia’s anti-extremism police unit), and they do all this on orders from the presidential administration. It’s still astonishing what pathetic people are in power and what utter nonsense they spend taxpayers’ money on. Well, I hope you liked the broadcast (I did), and that my coat didn’t die in vain! Thanks to Echo and to Yegor.