Today we have to talk about something
so vile,
so disgusting and awful that it is even
worse than the corrupt Putin regime itself.
regime.
We’re talking about propagandists,
the television and journalistic lackeys of this
regime, those very lying parasites
on whose backs this government survives, to a
much greater extent than it does on the police
or the National Guard (Rosgvardiya). They are Putin’s main soldiers,
and we decided to introduce you to
the lives and everyday habits of these people so that you can better
grasp the full extent of their vileness and
hypocrisy, and never believe a single
word they say. Our first character is so
repulsive that even
his own colleagues laugh at him. We all became
witnesses to a very comical spat on
this subject. “Nightingale droppings,” first of all—
that would be a good name for a show on the channel
Russia-1 (a state TV channel).
Within this conglomerate of liars, he stands out
especially, and most people try
to keep their distance from Solovyov, but
the state
loves and values him so much that he has
flooded all
public affairs and political programs on
television and radio. And rightly so—where else
would you find someone so
brazen,
who, while commenting on anti-corruption
rallies, can say that
the people who came out to them are, no less,
the children of corrupt officials. If
we’re talking about young people—did you notice,
they all have phones?
Of course, they’re all privileged rich kids after all.
Stylish, aren’t they? Think about why that is.
That can only mean one thing:
they’re the children of corrupt officials. Solovyov has a talent:
he changes his point of view instantly,
changes costume in midair, and every
time he lies with feeling,
from the bottom of his heart. Here he is against the authorities,
an opposition figure: “They have shown that they cannot
make our country
rich—this is not something to joke about lightly.”
And here he is, a Putin patriot,
a statist: “We believe in Putin and we
believe in Russia.” And here he is, not long ago,
saying, “God forbid Crimea returns to
Russia.”
Yes, God forbid.
How do you even imagine that? And now
he has done a 180 and remained
just as faithful to his new ideas:
“We brought this day closer as best we could. Crimea and
Sevastopol are part of Russia.”
Historical justice
has prevailed. And as for me, for many years he has
spoken about me only
in shrieks and clucking noises,
but don’t take him for a simpleton. In Russia, lying is
a very profitable business. So let’s
take a look at the lifestyle this character managed
to earn thanks to
a complete lack of conscience and a tongue with no
bones.
The story of Solovyov’s miraculous enrichment
began earlier than you think. He didn’t just
lick Putin’s boots, but anyone who could
provide material support to the poor
journalist. In 2004, for example,
he was very fond of Moscow Mayor Yuri Luzhkov,
and then he appealed to City Hall, saying, “I love you so much,
and I have such a small apartment.”
And the officials were grateful: by personal
order of Luzhkov, they selected for him a four-room
apartment in central Moscow,
in one of the new luxury buildings—this one
on Dolgorukovskaya Street. Moscow City Hall
went to the trouble of finding a 160-square-meter apartment
(about 1,722 square feet), valued it in three different ways, and
ordered it sold to Vladimir at the lowest of those valuations
for 2.5 million rubles.
Now wait a second—something is off here.
That’s right, because the average price per
square meter of housing in the Central Administrative District of Moscow
at the time of purchase was $2,600
per square meter.
But in a luxury new development like that, it would be much
higher. Let’s modestly assume
$3,000, multiply by the floor area, and it turns out that the
true
market value of Solovyov’s apartment
was more than 13 million rubles. Let me remind you:
that was 12 years ago. Thirteen million rubles
is a large sum even now, and back then it was
simply enormous. And with the help of
City Hall, Solovyov bought housing for five times less than
what it was really worth, and
you and I paid the difference. And as of
today, that apartment probably
is worth much more, judging by
the prices of apartments in that building—around 91
million rubles. And after that, our boy
kept working the TV circuit and making very good
money from it. Why, the world is
a fat [__]. Already in 2007, Solovyov
bought another apartment in the same building,
a two-level one, 146 square meters
(about 1,572 square feet), and on that same day another
neighboring one, 140 square meters
(about 1,507 square feet). And all of this was bought not from Moscow, but from
private sellers—
producer Alexander Tolmatsky and his
son Decl (a Russian rapper).
So, Solovyov’s three apartments in this one
building alone are worth about 250 million
rubles today.
Time passes, the authorities degenerate, steal more and
more, and they need people like
Solovyov more and more—people who will go on air and talk about
the wisdom of Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin
and the wretchedness of the opposition, because
double standards.
but simply cash, and she is ready to pay in
In 2008, our journalist
buys land in a gated cottage community
in Stolnoye, in the nearest Moscow suburbs
next to the writers' dachas in
Peredelkino
Solovyov decides to build a house there. I
suspect it was based on his own design
because, well, how should I put it, the house
is very strange. It is, of course, enormous
four stories tall, with 60 sotkas of land (about 0.6 hectares / 1.5 acres), but
I would venture to suggest that this is the
ugliest building that
FBK (Anti-Corruption Foundation) has ever filmed. Here we are flying over Peredelkino
and its dachas; around it is a fairly ordinary landscape
houses, big and small, forest in the distance
and then rises this white building, maybe some district party committee office
or perhaps the local administration, or
a clinic. No, not a clinic at all
it is Vladimir Rudolfovich Solovyov's house
Let's quickly circle around it because
there is absolutely nothing to look at. It is
literally just a four-story box with
a couple of columns and an attached veranda
Honestly, it looks more like some kind of office
to be honest. Maybe from there operates
a small secret army of tame
thugs who periodically
take over Solovyov's Twitter
But of course it hardly looks like a dacha
Still, the area of this house is 1,000
square meters, and next to it there is also a garage and a
guard house
of 350 square meters. In this settlement,
houses and plots of land of
similar size are listed for sale, and they cost around
400 million rubles. Well then, a huge
house in the Moscow suburbs
is a common attribute of Putin's crooks
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But there must be something
that underscores Vladimir
Rudolfovich's special status, that he is not just some sick ghoul and
talentless degenerate envied by
everyone and oblivious to his own lack of talent
After all, he is not just a journalist, he is a desperate
patriot. That explains why Putin
so loves giving him interviews: they share
very similar feelings of patriotism
The more they go on and on about how
Russia is in danger, the more they
talk about Europe's decline and the ring
of enemies. If they ask me in a hundred years,
"What was Europe doing?" I will say clearly and plainly, just as
always: discussing new anti-Russian
sanctions
the more money they siphon out of Mother Russia
and quietly invest it in their
luxury foreign real estate and
stash it in bank accounts. I am sure
that most of you already
suspect what I am about to show you and where
we are about to travel. Of course,
to Italy. Italy, now that's a country where
No, specifically here, to a plot on the shore
of Lake Como, right here at the water's edge
of this Italian lake, where our today's hero
has put down roots. Rumors about Solovyov's house
on Lake Como had been circulating for a long time, but
the happy owner himself never bothered to
confirm them. Whenever asked, he would immediately
start insulting anyone who asked and
blocking them. No matter
Now we will tell you everything, prove it with
documents, and most importantly, show you. We take
an extract from the Italian real estate registry
and
perfecto: Signor Vladimir Rudolfovich
Solovyov
The date of birth matches. We fly in from the side
of the lake and immediately see a large three-story
house with an attic
In front of it there is a small pier, a private
pool, neat gardens, and several other
outbuildings nearby. This is
Signor Solovyov's Italian home
An ordinary passerby from the street
would not be able to see any of this
The villa is located several
levels below, so until today
all this beauty was hidden from
prying eyes
We turn around and fly around the house
Its area is more than 900 square meters
Thank God it was built before Solovyov acquired it
so it looks quite nice
On the tiled roof there are satellite dishes
I am sure that with their help Vladimir Rudolfovich
watches himself on Rossiya 24 (Russian state TV) from 2016 onward
The property is registered directly in Solovyov's name
In fact, the villa on Lake Como has belonged
to him for quite a long time; it is just that previously it
was registered to an American company
Vladimir Rudolfovich, and
well, of course, what kind of Russian patriot
would be complete without a legal entity in the United States? Such a villa costs
around 80 million euros, and the views
all around it—judge for yourself—are simply priceless
If you have any doubts about our footage, then
go to Solovyov's Instagram; there you can easily
find many photos and videos
taken at this villa. He regularly
goes there and spends his vacations there—they are so
necessary for him after hard working
weekdays
when you hurl a pile of your own
political ambitions at innocent souls, and
in fact the question arises: what is it that you
want?
A fight against corruption, or are you simply
trying to destroy the country? In general, even
without cash in envelopes and without offshore
accounts
it is obvious to the naked eye
that our loudmouth's assets
amount to more than a billion rubles
You see what I was saying at the beginning of the video
Lies and hypocrisy in modern
In Russia, that monetizes very well, he said.
Spout vile lies here and there, and get paid for it.
He talked about the rotten West and
a conspiracy against Russia, and in return
he made money, producing many fawning
films about Putin's genius, and quietly saved up for himself
little by little
for a villa on Lake Como. That's the kind of
simple scheme it is. But Vladimir Rudolfovich
Solovyov would not be himself
if he had, so to speak, put all his eggs in
one basket.
Selfless love for Putin is,
of course, all well and good, but you never know how life
might turn out—it has turned before. Even
the Lord God gives freedom of choice, and so
it's better to have options. You can choose—or not choose. But
President Putin should not deprive anyone of that. And for that
possibility—well, you know, just in case—
Solovyov went and got himself
Italian residency registration—something like
being registered as a resident of Italy. Putin may be
great, of course, and Europe may be
rotten, of course, but no one has canceled the idea of a backup airfield (a fallback option).
There is bad Hitler, bad Stalin,
and a good Europe to retreat to, apparently.
In any developed country—in the United States, where he had
a company, or in Italy, where he has a house—
Solovyov would have long since been kicked out to hell
for professional incompetence, for boorishness, for
insults, for lying. And these so-called
journalists like Solovyov understand that perfectly well.
That is why they guard this
corrupt government with such fury and
ferocity. We are lucky—Navalny is
smart and talented, and we are a strong,
smart, talented people.
They know that if Putin is no longer in power,
they will be gone too. There will be no state contracts,
no TV shows, no apartments and dachas on
Lake Como—Solovyov will have nothing in
a normal system.
His only fate is to be what he actually is:
a talentless, third-rate
journalist. He is terrified of that,
and that is why, together with Putin, he will do
everything possible so that we never live in a normal country
and do not even dream of it. And if
you so much as mention it, then what are you to him?
A crowd of gopniks (Russian street thugs), spoiled brats,
morons, you see—corruption fighters, that is,
the eternal 2 percent of filth, a venal [__].
They will say that you are going after corrupt officials, while he himself
runs off to arrange residency in Europe.
It is important to us that people stop believing
liars and learn their true face.
That they learn about the money they
receive for their lies. That is why it is very
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