Last night I was coming home late and reached my building entrance at the exact moment our team scored the second goal. No exaggeration: the entire Maryino district (a residential area of Moscow) was roaring. It felt like every apartment was screaming, "Yesssss!!" That was pretty cool. After yesterday’s match, Plushev’s theory that Channel One exists for national humiliation and Channel Two for triumph needs no further proof. It’s obvious. All of K. Ernst’s scheming, all that promotion of his own films (Night Watch, etc.) at public expense, the hype around pop stars his wife works with—all of it has completely ruined the karma of the first button (i.e., Channel One). God is no fool. Our shared task now is—tactically—to do everything possible to make sure the Russia–Netherlands match is broadcast on Channel Two and—strategically—to prevent the Beijing Olympics from being shown on Channel One. We must do this in the name of Russia. plushev wrote a polite letter to Ernst here. But it seems to me that in this case, exorcism, an aspen stake, and silver bullets would be more appropriate. From the standpoint of European humanism, perhaps electric current.