Waking up today at 4:51, I first spent a little while imagining myself smashing a dentist named Beslan in the head with a baseball bat. It was this fascist who did my filling. Then I came up with TERRIBLY MALICIOUS questions for the participants in the upcoming political debates. They will take place on May 16. Then I simply endured it, encouraging myself with the example of Great Patriotic War veterans (the Soviet front in World War II), who, as is well known, had their legs amputated without anesthesia. Then, inspired by the example of Indian yogis, I tried to extinguish the pain by sheer force of consciousness: I_am_a_big_hot_sun_I_feel_good. Then I simply got up and took "Ketanov". Fifteen minutes later, I was asleep. Long live science, progress, and the greatness of European civilization!