Citizens VS riot police: Salkov-dubinki-on-wes

The May holidays secured the status of the capital of the capital of the capital of the capital: after May 6 and the “Million Marsh”, which ended with the detention of about 650 protesters, Moscow boulevards, streets and squares were filled with a new type of citizens: walking protesting and running protesters. For three days, about 860 people were in the police department. Participants in the May walks told the OVD-Info how they ended up in the police and what happened to them there.

Svetlana Reuters, journalist

I was detained on May 8, on the Patriarchal ponds. Before that, I was broadcasting all day for the “big city”, and moved from one point to another from clean to Maroseyka, from Maroseyk to the gun, then - Arbat, then everywhere. At some point, during these races, one begins to annoy you: “Why do you have to play a tank? Why do you need to run around the city center, if you do not chant the slogans, do not wear posters, behave extremely politely, and do not attach to anyone? ” Therefore, when at the night of the night the remains of a mobile camp founded at night at the Plevan, and during the night a pretty deformed, moved to the patriarchal ponds, my friends and I number a twenty man, did not run from riot police, but stood in place and talked.

OMON, of course, squeezed us from the Patriarch closer to the garden ring. Then one autosak drove up, and some of the people went to the Hamovniki police department, and then the rest (including me) was sent to the Taganskoye police department. We were not driving around the city for long, forty minutes. When we arrived at the police department, we were kept on the bus for two hours, they only let them out for three. One elderly person who had not slept for three days has become bad - but the driver of the bus found Corvalol, there were without an ambulance.

We rewrote the passport data at the police department, then we were hastily interviewed, filling out an explanatory one about the “prophylactic conversation about the inadmissibility of visiting unauthorized rallies”. They recorded the answers: “walked”, “talked with friends”, “I refuse to answer.” We were brought to the police department at 2 in the morning, released at 5.30. That, in general, is all.

Nadezhda Mityushkina, member of the political council of the Movement "Solidarity"

On the evening of May 8, we came to Pushkinskaya Square, stood in talking at the monument to Pushkin from the side of the road with Nina Falkovskaya and Elena Makarova in the distance from the main crowd, which was on the other side of the monument. At some point, riot police began to push people away, we were also surrounded and all three were taken. We tried to achieve an explanation of the reasons for the detention, but it was useless. We saw how Denis Yudin, who was sitting on a bench, was detained.

Initially, in the Ostankino police department, where we were delivered, the police began to pull time, did not say which article was shining. In response to this, we refused to introduce ourselves until they explain to us what we are doing here, or until the defenders arrive. Reports were written that pulled either at 20.2, or at 19.3. Several people nevertheless agreed to formalize and received 19.3. At some point, I was called to negotiations on behalf of the other detainees with the police chief. We agreed that we are introduced, and they write to us 20.2. Deceived. After this conversation, the first person was taken away and issued again to 19.3. Well then, we already refused to talk at all without defenders. Soon members of the PMC arrived, and a little later two lawyers. It was possible not only to achieve for the not issued Articles 20.2, but also to rewrite two protocols, already drawn up at 19.3, at 20.2. A new police tactics were tested at the police department: from time to time, employees of a separate battalion came in, who detained us, chose a victim from the detainees and demanded to take place with them under the jeopardy that they would write resistance otherwise. We spent more than 4 hours there.

Asya Chachko, journalist

On Monday morning, I went to the White City campaign for boulevards. She left the Pushkinskaya metro station, passed according to Gogolevsky Boulevard, where a meeting of the “whiteworms” was scheduled, and to her surprise, she did not find a single person with a white ribbon or opposition slogan in her path. On the contrary, I was surrounded by numerous teenagers of a dysfunctional look with cardboard hearts with the inscriptions “Putin loves all” on his chest. “It didn’t work out to make a revolution, I’ll go at least have breakfast,” I decided and went to the cafe Jean-Jacques on Nikitsky Boulevard.

The carriageway along the boulevard was closed for cars by fences from Arbat, on the road in front of the cafe there was Nemtsov surrounded by a small group of journalists. I sat down at the table to my friends and ordered coffee. Soon the police appeared, they announced: "Free the roadway." People obediently began to switch to the sidewalk. But before they had time to leave the road, riot police in armor and helmets flew and began to drive people in a dense chain towards the Nikitsky Gate. They swept everyone out of the road and from the sidewalks, along with tables and chairs, rudely grabbed the men by the scruff and dragged them into autozaki. At first, visitors to the cafe tried to exhort them: “We are just sitting-we drink coffee what you are doing?!“ But the conversations were useless, riot police acted quickly and decisively. One of them with the words “pass through” picked me up as some unwarpated object and carried me along the street towards Tass, so I barely managed to cross out so that they should not be dragged on the ground. I said that my bag remained in the cafe, he turned to my bag and dragged me away from the unfinished coffee, defeating the Jean-Jacques, the riot police chain drove us and visitors of all the neighboring cafes to the Nikitsky gate, having pulled out the writer Lev Rubinstein, the leading of the Grana Korsunsky, two girls from the “Kommersant”. Masha from the Yeltsin Fund and a dozen more people in the car, fortunately, they let everyone go, and Omon went to drive people on Pushkinsky Boulevard. It seems that nothing terrible happened. But disgusting and insulting to trembling.

Ruslan Islamov, civil activist

On May 7, I was detained in the evening at the monument to the heroes of Plevna. They approached me, asked what I am doing there. Hearing the answer that this does not concern them, they were sent to the bus. The bus full of detainees was taken to Medvedkovo. People were taken out from the bus, and I remained the last. At that moment I had a verbal skirmish. In the conversations of employees, I heard that I am going to sew the 318th article of the Criminal Code of the Russian Federation (attack on a police officer). Fortunately, everything worked out. The police department held a preventive conversation, took explanations, were interested in exclusively riots in Bolotnaya. The protocols were not drawn up.

Andrey Babitsky, editor of Forbes magazine

After dinner, two friends and I went to the patriarchal ponds, where about a hundred people were at that time, with and without white ribbons. After some time, most of the people diverged, there were forty people left, whom mutual sympathy was kept together rather than political motives. Everyone stood and talked. A few minutes later riot police came-several dozen people-and, having built something like a living corridor towards Bolshaya Sadovaya, asked to leave the ponds. We went towards the lumen of Malaya Bronnaya, where there were several autosaks. Police officers did not know what they wanted, but did not let out any of us towards the garden. And a few minutes later they told everyone to go to the autozaki, without motivating their demand. Everyone obeyed. It was the beginning of the second on May 9th.

Our auto -zak, in which 19 people drove, arrived at the Presnenskoye police department, where we spent the next 4 hours. No protocols were drawn up, each arrived was asked to answer in writing to the question of what we did on the Patriarchal Prudy. At four in the morning everyone was released. The police were good -natured, and an impression was created (which still does not leave me) that they simply threw out all the papers we wrote and forgot about our arrival 10 minutes after our departure.

Alexei Simutin, Gidrotechnik Engineer and Admin of the largest opposition group VKontakte “People Against”

On May 7, at about seven hours I was detained at the Kitay-Gorod metro. This was my first detention, but I know that the script is classic: a policeman came up, broke his hand, in case of resistance I ran up to help the second. 27 people were filled into our bus. We went to the South Medvedkovo police department for an hour and a half, the police found out the route on the way, asking it from passers -by. In the police department, I first asked why I was detained. They answered me that I was not detained. Can I pick up a passport and leave? - No, the policeman extended. The purpose of delivery was to take explanatory from us according to the events of the 6th. Two hours later, when we were released, I tried to get some papers confirming my visit. Failed. Two of our bus wrote complaints to the duty unit.

Ivan Babitsky, philologist

I was detained at about six in the morning on May 9. They screwed everyone in a row, who was on the barricid at that moment. At first, the rank came up, which used to promise that they would not winger, and told someone (Navalny?), That it was necessary to leave. Navalny retired, some of the people immediately went to Gogol, the rest remained to clean the garbage or just wait.

Soon the riot police ran sharply to Navalny and took it. Many people, including, did not run, because at the first moment it looked like the rest did not interest them. Then the riot police scattered throughout the square screwed up everyone out.

Then everything was standard, taken to the police department, it was very friendly there. Everyone was released.

Also, Cheparukhin was traveling with me in Avtosak, he was not very good with his heart, but he quickly got old, gave everyone discs and tried to appeal to the human in riot police.

Boris Bailinson, programmer

On the 7th day I walked on purebred boulevard. At some point, a 60 man saw in heaps in half a head or even stood silently in heaps. There were many journalists among them. Nearby, the access to the boulevard was closed by astronauts. From time to time, the astronauts went inside the boulevard and, on the orders of the elder, grabbed this or that man and led to the bus - there was neither reason nor the slightest resistance. Once people shouted a “shame”. They grabbed, apparently, for white ribbons and simply informally dressed. In general, a fantastic picture.

After some time, people moved to a fountain nearby, announced an insurance action in response to the lawlessness of the police - we will stand, we won’t go anywhere. At the same time, without chanting, slogans and so on - just stand. The people pulled up. After about forty minutes, the police arranged for the cleaning and there - a chain width into the boulevard, everyone began to push them to the metro, on the road mobile groups grabbed non -resistant people and dragged into buses. So they grabbed me too. At the same time, I did not see the policeman’s face, he immediately broke my hand to the maximum (something cracked in the shoulder) and led me to the bus with bent knees and head, accompanied by obscenities and prison vocabulary. The essence of the complaints to me (by the way, I did not resist and was going to go on a bus peacefully), if you translate into a simple language, came down to suspicion of participation in the riots in Bolotnaya. The policeman did not react to the request of the senior news normally. He rudely searched the bus, putting his feet on his legs almost on the twine and pushed inside. There were only two of us, so later we were transferred to a passenger police car. They took to the Basmanny police department, where they tried to conduct a preventive conversation with us. It turned out rather the opposite. On paper, I refused to talk under the 51th article of the Constitution. Except for the scumbag who led me to the bus, the rest of the police pierced the fact that we were paying money for rallies. It looks like they believe in it.

Philip Dzyadko, editor -in -chief of the magazine "Big City"

We walked in the center with a crowd of half -familiar people, it became more and more less familiar, it was charming and bold, not arrogant, people resembled a friend - did not walk along the roadway, people spoke to each other - they didn’t need to scream slogans, people were in cloaks and umbrellas, about 12 we came to patriarchal ponds, and they talked about who was delayed, someone was detained, someone was detained. They released, stood at the beginning of the boulevard, riot police appeared and began to crowd out people on the roadway and further - to dissipate the crowd, we were 20-30 people, we were surrounded and led quietly by puddles from the Patriarchers - to the garden, we thought that they were all out of the patriarchals, but we were not waiting for the autozaki and then the whole group was still and still - with this group. Children - did not fit into buses and autosaks. We were taken to the Taganskoye police department. Designed about 3 hours. The police were tired. At 5 a.m. we drove back. The next morning we agreed to meet in pure ponds.

Anna Chevova, student of Moscow State University

On May 7, my friend Ilyusha Vorontsov, about 21-00 walked at the Polytechnic Museum in search of an evening protest party in China-Gorod. Soon, we noticed her at the monument to the heroes of the Plevna, began to go down to the transition to move from new to Old Square, but then we were twisted by two riot police-cosmonaut: they grabbed Ilyusha and dragged us, but could I abandon a comrade? They grabbed us just like that, seeing white ribbons on the backpacks, so we, in fact, did not reach the place.

I was especially not going to resist (according to old experience - it’s more expensive for myself), and after a short skirmish with the astronaut about the documents (it would be nice to introduce myself), told him “okay” and went. Nevertheless, he rather unceremoniously and painfully twisted my hands. Then we were thrown into a car zak, as expected (moreover, I and Ilyusha and I in different ones).

Before sending to the police department, the police carefully withdrew the press and minors from the car carrier. And we went, rode for a long, long time. What is not surprising, because they brought us to the Lianozovo Department of Internal Affairs. Upon arrival, it turned out that in the ATS itself, apparently, they would not lead us from the autozak. We began to shout that we have people here in the toilet and, in general, this is all complete chaos. After that, a wonderful policeman senior lieutenant Robert Khalilov appeared from somewhere, who explained to us that he is now taking us to the toilet and give us a smoke and just breathe air, and at that time they will take our passports, pierce something in the base there and let us go. Those who have no documents have promised that they would record data from words.

Since the cop was very good, we decided not to fight and agreed. To my question why they are not leading to the police department, he said that everything is clogged there with drunkards and rowky, but if we really want, then he can arrange such entertainment. In general, further he really took us in turn to the toilet, smoke and generally entertained us in every possible way, after 30 minutes we began to let us go. We waited for our entire company, thanked everyone, all and moved to look for the way home (and this turned out to be not so simple).

Ilya Vorontsov, Yaktsman

On May 7, at about 20:00, my friend Anya and I decided to go to support people who were rally somewhere in the center of Moscow. We went to the Internet - we learned that the main part of the people gathered in the New Square. We sat in the subway, went. Around 20:50 we left the Lubyanka metro and went towards the New Square. White ribbons were tied on our clothes. Before we had time to reach the scene, two “astronauts” came out of the underground crossing, one of them saw my white ribbon and went to me with the words: “Young man, let's go!”.

They grabbed me by the hands and led me into the underground transition from which they had just left. Anya screamed from behind: “Hey! Where are you going! " One of them turned around, saw that she also had white ribbons and said: “And you too, let's go!” - and grabbed her. My policeman was a little nervous, because he was left with me alone and, apparently, was afraid that it would be difficult for him to cope with me if I started to resist. I began to tell him while he led me: “Imagine! What is your last name and title! What is the reason for the detention! You must do this under the law on the police! " - Zero reaction. The goal was to find out the surname so that then another person did not write a report. Last time (March 5), I managed to force one policeman (junior sergeant Savushkin) in this way, but this one was silent as a partisan.

When he led me out of the underground crossing next to the monument of the heroes of Plevna, I finally understood why we were detained: here it was already full of acceleration. “Hands on the bus! The legs are wider! Wider, I said! ”, A blow with my foot on my leg, so that I stood wider with my legs, a quick search, and pushes into the bus. I turn around, saying the last time: “Name your surname” - they put me by force to be thrown into the bars to other detainees. - There is already "full of a chamber of people." I call Ana: “I'm on the bus. Where are you? " - “And I'm on the bus! And what did you think?! "The time for the detention is 21:00. SMS to the lawyer:" I was detained. "The bus is quickly starting. I spend a small legal educational program among cellmates on how to behave in the police department: demand a copy of the protocols, record the time of compilation, what article what the punishment can promise and the like.-Still, this is the third detention!

Under the howl of sirens we reach the "Danilov" police department. On the way we recount, we collect the names of those who want to write about them on the Internet and send all the information to the OVD-Info. Когда заехали во двор ОВД, одной девушке стало плохо — потеряла сознание (она гипертоник), закричали, позвали ментов, вывели на свежий воздух — очнулась! God bless! По очереди начали по двое человек всех выводить из автобуса. Сначала несовершеннолетних (их оказалось трое), потом девушек, потом всех остальных. Просидели в автобусе еще часа полтора-два. Наконец дошла и до меня очередь! Выводят, женщина-мент ведет оперативную съемку, снимает лица, когда нас выводят.

В ОВД заводят в актовый зал, менты, которые задерживали, сидят пишут рапорта, менты из ОВД по очереди со всех берут письменные объяснения. Вопросы: где был 6-ого мая (вчера), где был 7-ого (сегодня). Видимо ищут тех, на кого повесить избиения полицейских 6-ого. Закончили брать с меня объяснения в 00:20 — т. е. уже прошло больше трех часов. Менты успокаивают: никаких протоколов не будет, просто берем со всех объяснения «по подозрению в участии во вчерашнем несанкционированном митинге». (с юридической точки зрения, это — бред), и после этого отпустим.

Я уже готовлюсь покинуть это замечательное заведение, как меня подводят к камере, там я с удивлением вижу моих друзей по несчастью, и мент говорит мне заходить в камеру! «Что за фигня?! Три часа уже полчаса назад как закончились?! Отдайте мой паспорт и я ухожу!» Дальше следует небольшое препирательство, после которого мне удается отстоять свое право не заходить в камеру. Адвокат по телефону сказала: Обязательно возьми протокол задержания — он понадобится нам для обжалования факта задержания. Начинаю требовать протокол. — «Протокола нет» — говорит дежурный — «Мы на вас ничего не составляли, вы не задержаны!» — «Как так?! А что же это тогда было как не задержание?!« — недоумеваю я. — «Ты меня не запутаешь! Сейчас я на тебя протокол составлю, а ты потом меня со своим адвокатом засудишь» — проницательно говорит дежурный. Далее следует череда угроз, запугиваний, перехода на личности, в результате мне удается получить номер из книги задержанных — ура! Со всех берут отпечатки пальцев и фотографируют — я пишу отказ — они на это не имеют права. Жалко другим ребятам не успел сказать — их всех в результате «откатали» и сфоткали.

01:30 — выхожу из ОВД, там меня встречает Аня, которую отпустили намного быстрее из ОВД «Лианозово». Друзья встречают на машине, звоню всем, кто беспокоился, пока я был в этом коротком заключении. Пьем чай в кафе, я отмечаю освобождение мороженым. FREEDOM!!!