And my meetings with Berezovsky ...

Today is such a day when the whole progressive public with tears recalls Berezovsky. How he is a generous soul! -He gave some comrade $ 50 per bottle, and he soon died from drunkenness with the name of a benefactor on his lips. As he, being in leather pants, did not bent to give a young journalist in a personal car, which is why she immediately became happy and famous. How ... no, I can’t, I can only say that deep sorrow has swept the democratic public today. Especially the part of it that he once deducted any money ... could I say nothing on such a day? Of course not.

Once a happy fate brought me to Berezovsky when back in the 90s I bought a Lada car. The car was new with zero mileage, but for some reason I was already listed in the TCP by the fourth or fifth buyer. This, as I was explained, is a clear illustration of the financial genius of Berezovsky - to sell the car to itself several times, as a result, its price increases many times. Fiction! It remains to be surprised at how Mercedes, BMW and Porsche did not think of such a brilliant scheme. Apparently, there was simply no relevant doctor of sciences. But personally, this filled me with a sense of involvement - each time, inserting the key into the starter, I proudly thought that the famous leather pants, the Sakharov Center and many other organizations were bought for my Zhigulevsky money. This is me to the fact that when some, as it were, colleagues boast, that Berezovsky gave them a car, they must remember - these are my galoshes.

And fate brought me to Berezovsky, when in the mid-90s he diluted the Ostankino Channel One, as it was called, on which I made a “riddle of SB” and other popular-popular and musical programs, which were released on the channel. Now it’s hard to believe in this, but in the early 90s the “first” was a very decent channel, the “second” was already captured by the Yeltsin lackeys, and the “first” lasted a long time in the old memory. More precisely, exactly until the time when Berezovsky, before the election, brought his unknown director there, after which privatization, corporatization and other nastiness began on the channel, and he turned into the squalor that we see today. For what, again, thank you very much.

Yes, how did I forget? .. Along the late 90s, several bags of some very interesting powder were found in the basement of our house, they told us for secrecy that it was sugar. But for a couple of days, just in case, we spent on the street ... Some inner voice tells me that there were no things here either.

Surely I, like many, had other interesting meetings with this person, but you won’t remember right away. If something comes to mind, I will definitely write.