At an anti-war rally, deputy Milonov pulled out of the hands of 75-year-old Igor Stepanovich Andreev Poskat and accused that he had crossed himself to the Nazis. He told the "New", as it was.
- On an anti -war gathering, I went out with a home -made poster and immediately caught my eye Milonov. He pushed me away, grabbed the poster (he hung on my chest on a ribbon) and went to the urn, tearing it on the go. I flickered after him. He said that I am a blocked child, I know what war is. I was four years old, but I remember how the buildings collapsed, how we suffered in bomb shelters - this war was sitting inside me. Milonov answered: "Yes, you are already reborn. You support fascism." What does he know about fascism?
The Chairman of the Security Commission probably thinks that the poster of the World Mir is nothing more than support for fascism
Milonov reached the urn and threw away my poster. For some reason, I took out scraps and laid them on a bench. All this was very outraged by me - he is the chairman of the Security Commission, the deputy. He brought his Bashibuzukov to disrupt anti -war manifestation. Such pumped-up, not old-prime, like I was in my 75. Cossacks were still in Kubanka and with stripes on sweatpants.
When I had no poster, I saw a woman - she stood with a leaf and was shy to expand. I say: "Let me take, I'm not afraid." She had such a small naive Poster "World", we brought this out in the first grade in the calligraphy lessons. I turned the poster - and the riot police jumped immediately, took my hands and led me to the bus.
I stood on the sidelines silently. The protocols say: "Shouted, did not listen to the police." I have not signed anything so as not to become a fraud participant. There were 18 of us - all protocols for carbon copy.

There was one such on the bus - for wiring. I call them "Russian titles." Saluna sat splashing: "What are you doing! The fascists attacked the Ukrainians, and they will soon attack us, and you are conducting anti -war rallies here." Nobody succumbed to his provocations, I told him about my childhood, explained that I would have come to a rally against any war. He was taken to the site and released.
I was held in the police for almost a day, in the Leninist room-not because it was very humane, but because 18 people had nowhere to put, in the 19th department there are only four cameras.
Previously, the police were afraid to pick me up: the second group of disability, the old, weak - the devil knows, I will die more, and they will answer. And then they realized: no, he still runs, swarms, does not die, go, in the monkey. Four times already taken to the site.
The judge made a decision: for participating in an unauthorized rally - a fine of 10 thousand. Of course, I will not pay it of my own free will. Let the bailiffs come and describe my belongings. Where did I get that kind of money? I have an official pension of 6500. True, there is still an allowance - because I am a blockade and a veteran of labor. Here, apparently, they will take her away. Well, okay.
And according to the second article-the disobedience of the police-for some reason was again taken to the department. And there they demanded to sign the document that I undertake to come to them. I say: "Of course, I will not take any obligations of my own free will. They all understood and released. In the police, people are forced, in uniform. When this whole protocol part ends, they treat me even with respect - an old person, but behaves independently. When I was released, some shook their hand.
Now I have to come to the court under the second article - for disobedience to the requirements of the police. I will wait for the agenda and I'll see how it will be decorated. And voluntarily - what are you! I am an experienced person, an old dissident.
When the troops were introduced to Czechoslovakia in 1968, I was at officers. We were collected for a rally in solidarity: international duty and everything else. And I openly said that I could not go to this rally, because it is an occupation. I was put for 15 days, but then the case was furious: the commander of the unit had already submitted documents for the title of general. And so that because of some asshole he lost the title ... But there was a signal, and in the KGB they took a note. In Soviet times, I did not participate in subbotniks - not because I was lazy, but because I did not want to participate in the performance. Lost his job. So I'm a hardened fighter.
How do I feel after the night in Kutuzka? Well, you can suffer for an idea. And opposing the war is noble. So I feel normal. Here I am sitting on the Internet, watching the news from which I was torn off. Sorry to mumble - I took out my teeth, put it on the shelf.
Everything is fine. I am optimistic. On March 8, there will be an anti -war rally on the Field of Mars. I don’t know if he will be agreed, it does not matter to me - I will still be there. Who to be, if not for me. While the legs are worn, I will participate.