I started this text on April 19th, having in mind to write about Germany. That fucking Germany I heard about from the tender age about 2,5 or three years old. That fucking country of Goethe, Schiller, Vagner and Hitler.
Then my telephone ringed. National-Bolshevik M. have called from Butirskaia prison. He said that hunger strike that have started yesterday lunched at first by seven National-Bolsheviks at Butirka; was under menace. That special militia forces: OMON, operating in prisons, have arrived at Butirskaia prison and have applied pressure on the heads of prison’s criminal underworld. Those guys in their turn are pressing National-Bolsheviks in order to force them to stop hunger strike. Jesus! That is last thing what we been in need, thought I. Goodbye Germany, anyway. I wanted to say that I am not forgiving them for killing my relatives and devastating my country. But for now they should wait, Germans.