There was a time when I came into the entrance only on the phone call home, so that on the other side someone checked whether it was clean. When I was accompanied by people from the metro to the house, who offered to help me voluntarily, and I am very grateful for them. When I did not leave the house without body armor. From home. In Moscow. In the twenty-first century. When at night, like a half-witted one, you jump out of bed and run to the eye to see who is there, because the elevator has worked. When the baseball bat is at the entrance, next to the horn for shoes. When you remember the numbers of all unfamiliar cars parked in the yard. When, before you leave the house, you look out of the window for a long time, trying to understand whether it is safe or not. When you call and hysterically shout into the phone: "What kind of car did you sell to me, I just managed to get out of the garage, how some bulls blocked me, dragged me out of the car and said" it's not him "thrown on the lawn"? When your photo is posted on the Internet along with your address and offer "to go to the liberal bastard to visit". When you run into the nose on the landing with two ambals trying to open your door.

I'm very far from the idea of ??"turn the second cheek".

And certainly I'm not going to forget all this and forgive.

Yes, I want the life of this bastard - activist SERB Alexei Petrunko, who burned Alexei Navalny eye - turned into the same hell. In what they turned my. So that he now too was afraid to enter the entrance. So that on the street I go only in the kangaroohe, straining over my eyes, looking around. And that one day he was in hospital with the same burnt-out eye. And with the inscription on the forehead "people can not be attacked".

Everyone needs to speak his language. In literary Russian you need to speak with a philologist. And with gopnik it is necessary to speak the language of power. Others, unfortunately, they do not understand.

And do not tell me that then we will be the same as they. We are not the same people as they are. We do not attack people, do not burn their eyes, do not beat, kill, imprison, repress Tatars, and we do not arrange Stalingrad in a neighboring country.

This is about the same as for an African student to say that he is the same as the fascists with bats who attacked him in the gateway - well, he also fights!.

We are not the same. We are defending ourselves.

And this is a gigantic difference.

And the dissemination of information about the short-nod, is certainly welcome.

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