After the collapse of the USSR, for example, we toured the provinces a lot — Krasnodar, Stavropol, the regions bordering the Caucasus. Earlier, in 1990, when we were in Stavropol, everything there was calm, everything was great, but by 1992 the hotels and the city had been flooded by hordes of completely savage rebels from Chechnya, who were simply slaughtering and killing people there, for example, and there were no police anywhere nearby at all. That is exactly why we wrote the song "Kill tu tsunarefa" back then. Our security included a gang from Lyubertsy (a Moscow suburb associated in the 1990s with organized-crime-style toughs), and we had to bring in reinforcements when we traveled to Rostov and Krasnodar. At the hotel, it was impossible for the girls from the sex show to stay there, for example — they were immediately subjected to wild, frenzied attacks from the tsunarks, and our guys had to fight them off like mad every time and travel illegally with weapons. We talked about this and appealed to society, but nobody believed us or wanted to believe us. That is why they branded us red-browns. Any creative and decent person cannot calmly watch hell unfolding all around them, or fail to notice it. ... And the craziest part is this: because of migrant workers, the price of prostitution in Moscow has gone up. If in 1997 you could get a top-grade prostitute with big breasts for $100, now a Muscovite has to run all over Moscow to find a decent prostitute and pay elite strip-club prices like at "White Bear" or "Rasputin." So it turns out that a decent girl for the whole night will cost at least $800, which does not match the service itself. And the gastors, they usually all chip in as a crowd and hire one prostitute for the whole work crew. A big, wonderful interview with Pauk ("The Spider," nickname of musician Sergei Troitsky). via a link from milonga The dude is explaining everything very correctly. For example, about the crisis: Usurers also enrich themselves mainly through PR technology and financial scams; they do not actually produce anything, but live off interest from interbank deals and financial flows, essentially acting as leeches on the body of society. When their scams go beyond all conceivable limits, a collapse happens. Usually it is called a default, like some kind of "mythical tornado" that appears out of nowhere, from the sky. At that point the state starts frantically rescuing banks and moneylenders, gives them insane amounts of interest-free cash, which they immediately spin around, while also returning kickbacks. This year the summer was cold, a lot of bees died, and you want to ask: "Which beekeepers got interest-free loans?" Nobody! But the richest financiers did! My wife makes jam, for example, and there were huge numbers of wasps, but few bees. And I have not heard, for example, Putin or Medvedev speaking on television, or even Bush for that matter, saying: "We are allocating 200,000,000 euros in an interest-free tranche to beekeepers, and they do not have to repay it for 5 years, for example, and can build a fashionable new hive, for example."