Posts Tagged ‘Frolov’

Protest of Russian People Against Its Old Medieval State

Sunday, April 18th, 2004

I acknowledge myself as a man of 61 years, preparing to publish in March my 37th book. I also acknowledge myself as a man, living with 21 years old girl, possessing a white bull terrier, white rat and a hamster. I also acknowledge myself as a leader of National-Bolsheviks Party, which I have founded ten years ago. And that is exactly in that last capacity as a political leader that I am hated by authority of my beloved country of Russia. As it is not enough I became few months ago the Chairman of movement “Russia without Putin.”

Every day, or almost every day my assistant Michael brings me reports of electronical medias as well as press-clips about deeds of National-Bolsheviks Party. Headlines say for example on March 12: “newsru.com, “Natsbols have seized a Putin’s headquarters at Saint Petersburg and have handcuffed themselves to Latvian embassy in Moscow.” News of party activities are coming from numerous provincial cities: in Irkutsk, Putin’s reception office was attacked. In Chelyabinsk meeting NBP in alliance with communists under the slogan “Russia Without Putin” have taken place. In Barnaul, meeting NBP, but before unknown persons have painted in black the FSB building. Orsk, Novosibirsk, Rostov-sur-Don, Ryazan, Kaluga, Nizhni Novgorod, Krasnoyarsk, Magnitogorsk, Kharkov, Kishenev - those cities where National-Bolsheviks have staged some actions in the beginning of March. (more…)

A Demonstrative Kidnapping

Friday, January 30th, 2004

Nazbols Dunaenko and BakhurI’m tired - there was always somebody who tried to tell me who is Eduard Limonov. The same thing now, a fifty years old, mustached, sturdy-complexioned representative of the intern agencies. “Don’t you understand that he’s a CIA agent?”

Stop. All of this began a little earlier.

The back seat of a “Volga”, the head below the knees, the left hand squeezed by my own body, a bracelet is snapped on the right. Blows are pouring on the head and the kidneys.  (more…)

At War with Empire

Thursday, January 22nd, 2004

I thought about some nice, lyrical subject for that my column at “eXile”, but then Mark Ames asked me to write about last adventures of my gorgeous party because first thing what Mark heard on the news coming from US to Russia, were the news about militia platoons, storming general headquarters of NBP. So, I will report on some events, the only principal ones.

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