In our family, it’s usually my wife who does the grocery shopping. But yesterday I had to take this decisive step myself. Probably for the first time since the May holidays. The price tags practically made my eyes pop out. It’s completely unreal. Yesterday, clutching the shopping cart with weakening hands, I realized: the earth is about to crash into the celestial axis (a dramatic Russian idiom meaning total catastrophe). We are standing at the beginning of the end of the Meputin regime. Look at how much milk costs. Then you’ll understand too: the countdown has begun.