"Yes, you are on tablets!"

February 21 near the Zamoskvoretsky court

Grigory Tuboltsev

I had no badges, banners, etc., nothing at all. He stood calmly, discussed with a friend whether it was time for us to leave. I was detained, without jokes, for an oblique gaze at the riot police. Riot police rushed to me through the crowd with a cry "Yes you are on tablets!" He probably believes that if someone angrily looks at him, then it is impossible to explain this with nothing other than narcotic intoxication. I did not present any documents, grabbed the hand and dragged it. I did not resist at all: I did not see the point in this. At the bus, he screamed at me that I was on tablets and so on. In the department, people are calmer, even with elements of official politeness. In the riot police report, dog nonsense was written on me (compiled under a copy): it turns out I shouted slogans and even actively resisted (!!!). But from articles, despite the wording, only 20.2 was listed. When the court was not said, I'm waiting for the agenda.

In the ATS, Taganskoye for an hour and a half was not released from the car carrier. They tried to arrange some strange “lists of detainees” instead of a real detention magazine.

Detention from the Zamoskvoretsky court on February 21. Photo: Alexander Baroshin

Alexey Rasolov

I went out, as many times before, I went out to express my disagreement with the repressions of the state regarding my own people. I did not come to the rally, I came to the court building. I didn’t even chant the slogans, I did not raise the banners, I did not repel the detainees (I repent), as usual, I communicated with the “slaves of the state” (then this is how I will call some mythical law enforcement agencies, the actions of which are aimed exclusively at the suppression of dissent in citizens) I will set out the motivation for this name in another post. It was not possible to chat long. OMON this time was especially frostbitten, and this time I decided to come without a journalist’s certificate, although I grabbed a badge just in case. As soon as I went to the riot police chain, they began to squeeze us back. I asked why we are not allowed to stand here, what they told me. that the passing part is here. The carriageway was blocked by a metal framework, so I asked the employees to remove them, because they interfere with the passage of cars. In general, we talked a little sweetly about the legality and illegality of their requirements. After that, some muzzle in the state-owned pea jacket began to grind a woman roughly. I was indignant and asked him to stop these actions. Then he pointed to me and said “delay”. My question “for what” remained unheard, the next minute this bugi jerked me to the ground and fell on me from above. I tried to get out from under him, but he weighed like a cub of a rhino and I could not do this. After that, six people grabbed me to the car. As you understand, not only to resist, but it is no longer possible to ask any questions about the “detention” in this position. After that, the one who dragged me in front promised me that he would now beat me eggs. I was thrown into a car zak and, in fact, the process of detention could be considered finished, but one of the “slaves” could not wait to show that he was more important than the rest and that it was now necessary to be afraid now. He entered the cage and saying “I will bury you here now” struck me a well -placed blow to the region of the heart. I stood, somewhere in the middle of the car, but I ended up at its very end, sliding down the wall. The slave ran up and hit me in the face with a fist. To my (and to him too) luck at this very moment literally fell on me, blocking me with 3 girls, already by that time in a car zakak. The blow came out greased and it was thanks to them that they also managed to avoid concussion. They screamed in unison that they would not let me beat. The "slave of the state" understood. That everyone has to beat and decided not to do this. After that, the autozak began to score with the next detainees, some kind of guy was beaten near the gasket, and I felt pain in the heart and rapid heartbeat. Since I did not plan at all that they would detain me, and even more so to beat me, I did not take medicines with me. Understanding that if they take me away from here, then I could not succeed in calling an ambulance in the case of a hypertensive crisis, I called an ambulance and reported my well -being. We must pay tribute to the ambulance on time, and was able to pick me up from the car carrier, though for this I had to show my badzhik to the “slaves”. Doctors made me a cardiogram and injected the medicine by reducing the pressure and thereby preventing the possibility of developing negative consequences. Then they took me to the hospital. I will lie here until at least Thursday, they said that observation and preventive measures were necessary. Once again I want to say thanks to those girls thanks to which I may not be disabled. Now we are resolving the issue of submitting an application for the criminal actions of the employee (some bodies there) who is very clearly visible to the video of Dmitry Zykov.

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February 24 near the Zamoskvoretsky court

Kirill Pashkov

We stood in the crowd, not far from the place where this crowd ended, at the beginning of Tatar street. At some point, the riot police lined up in a column, ran and cut the crowd in two. It turned out that I stood in the front row, right near their corridor. I stood, looked at it, and they just pulled me out of there. I did not resist, just went limp on their shoulders, and they conveyed me comfortably. The bus was already almost complete, after me five more people were pushed there, probably. Then we went towards the Meshchansky police department. Before entering, we were held on the bus for about an hour or a half. Then they let go inside and kept there until half past six in the evening, that is, nine hours have passed since the detention. I spent six hours in the police department itself. All soldered 19.3. At first we were not drawn up for a long time, they did not carry the book of the arrivals for a long time. They began to draw up the protocols very slowly, slowly. There were 28 of us there, and I was the last. The detention time in the protocol was written to me 14.36, and I wrote that it did not correspond to the true one, because I was detained and put on a bus at 12.40. I was accused in two articles - 20.2 Part 5 and 19.3. In their opinion, I did the same as the other 27 people, that is, I blocked the street, preventing the movement of transport, chanted slogans and did not obey the repeated legal requirements of the police to stop all this and disperse. To this, I replied that there were no demands, no one warned me of anything, those who detained me did not introduce themselves, did not present the certificates and numbers of the tokens. The protocol was not the person who detained me. The slogans that were mentioned in the protocol are a design of words out of ten related to political prisoners on May 6 - this is one more sentence. I can’t imagine a crowd that chants a sentence of ten words that do not rhyme with each other and do not develop in any rhythm. Unfortunately, I can’t reproduce this proposal, since they didn’t give me a copy of the protocol - they have a printer broke. The agenda was not given to me either - apparently, they will be sent to my house. After the protocol was issued, they released me, they said that I would come to the Zamoskvoretsky court on March 5 at 10.00.

February 24 on Tverskaya

Arseniy Gantmacher

I have a wonderful Zoidberg mask. Here it is , mask:

Miracle-giving! He keeps my shaved head in the warmth, the unshaven face of this head and, to everything, makes most of the surrounding citizens smile frantically at the sight of me. For bike rogues, a thing is generally indispensable! I remember, not so long ago, on a cold day, in this thing I drove from home to Red Square (where, by the way, I had a lot of tourists), while retaining the complexion and freshness of breathing) I also have a wonderful friend Ilya. Who has that already becomes characteristic, a wonderful hat of the work of the same master. The design of Eric Theodore Cartmann.

In general, my friend Ilya calls me last night and says, they say, Aida will take a walk to the city center, you and I, Zoidberg and Cartman, have fun. How long, briefly, but Ilya Yuryevich convinced me to leave the warm house - and we went to walk. We went out on the theatrical, look-everywhere some people are in uniform, the fences are standing. We walked around, waved affably at the joyful cries of the police “Zoidberg! Zoidberg! " - Yes, and went in the direction, roughly speaking, McDonald's, which at the intersection of Tverskaya and, emnip, newspaper.

A hard working day, you know, has a snack. We went from here from here ; Here we were stopped, expressed culturally, by OMON employees. By accidental coincidence, another comrade was stopped with us. When looking at each other, we could not resist unhealthy laughter. And that's why (photo from the autozak):

The riot police shared with us their authoritative opinion that they could not wear masks in public places at all, after which they made us an offer that we could not refuse - to ride a car carrier to the police department in order to give an explanation about non -impudent. The post on Twitter "Zoidberg in Avtosak" was sent by me at 19:26; According to the protocol, I was detained at 20:20, which tells us that the time in the autozak is going on differently from earthly laws. For some time we were scorching in the Trick for the Trinu; Then another comrade was hooked on us and gathered, it was, to take the Tver AFD; But there, apparently, they cherished the place for Navalny and, forgive God, Pussy Riot; Therefore, four of us were brought to

The deserted department on China-Gorod. At 20:40, according to the protocol, I was admitted to the inhabitants of the “Room for the detainees” of the Chinese Gorod police department.

From this moment, we sat without communication with the outside world and waited, waited, waited ... at 0:16 (only 3 hours and 36 minutes after delivery), they still showed me a protocol in which it turned out that I turned out to be part in a public event in the form of a picket without notifying the executive authorities of the Russian Federation with a group of citizens in an approximate amount of 4 people. At the same time, he was dressed in a bright “Pussy Ryot” mask-ballac and shouted the slogans “Freedom to Prisoners on May 6” ”... What amuses separately-literally similar narratives

Present in protocols on Bender and Cartmann. Word for word! In general, the consideration of the case under Article 20.2 h. The fourth of our "accomplice" was left in the department for 48 hours, because he was without documents.

Total: we were detained for two quarters from Manezhnaya Square for no sane reasons, we were obviously slandered in the protocol, more than three hours after the detention.