
It all started with the fact that in June 2016 I was sitting on a bench with a friend, and police officers with sheets approached us: “Sign the protocol on the drinking of alcohol on the street.” We had an open bottle of wine with us. My friend signed so as not to create problems for himself even more. And I write in the protocol "I did not drink." I thought that then I would win in court and I will not pay a fine of a fine. I, by law, have the right to disagree with the police claim. But, it turned out, this refusal for them is like a red rag for a bull.
One could bend and say: "Yes, all-all, guys, I understand, will be in your opinion." And there would be no pre -trial detention center and criminal cases. But I am a stubborn person. I want everything to be by law, and this is deadly in Russia.
The police began to use force. Knowing how many cases are sewn for a shaved enamel of a representative of the authorities, I just stood and did not move. When I was taken to the department, it was not terrible, because I knew that there was nothing to detain me for. Here, several policemen come out and begin to drag me into the dressing room of the site where there are no video cameras. I started screaming “help, kill” with all my might. Just at least in order for passers -by to hear or to be heard on the cells in other rooms.
Because of the screams, they were scared, one of them began to strangle me from behind. I strangled to such an extent that I lost consciousness.
Then I decided not to risk health, pretended to understand everything and asked me to let him breathe on the street. On the street they heard that my relatives were looking for me, and quickly dragged me into Bobik so that my mother would not see my bloodied face. Then, retroactively, they prepared documents that they allegedly brought me not for drinking alcohol, but for the fact that "rushed at them with fists." Then, in the department, handcuffs put on me and one policeman pushed into a cage, where another stood. So I fell on him and touched his head. He then recorded redness according to the documents.
As a result, by morning the police managed to make a certificate of bruises, she was provided to the judge, and I was appointed a day of administrative arrest. Two months later, I find out that a criminal case has been instituted against me under the 318th article of the Criminal Code due to those redness on my face: the use of violence against a representative of the authorities.
We decided that tightening the process is the only way to resist the system. This can be expensive, but when the verdict is known in advance, and in our realities it is the norm, then such an “Italian strike” can save.
We must cling to some formalities, give up a lawyer, which gives you five days to search for a new one, then you can refuse again, and this is a plus of five days. As long as it is time, a lot can happen: everyone can get bored with the ships and somehow stops the case, they can decriminalize the article or the political situation will change. One of the witnesses will leave somewhere. Anything can happen.

Ultimately, in April 2018, when it went a year and a half, judge Irina Bilograd decided that I am allegedly not in the process, plan to hide and changed me a preventive measure from a non -passage of arrest. By the way, I was not hiding anywhere, I sat at home, but the bailiffs did not specifically look for me there, then to be taken immediately to the pre -trial detention center.
In the insulator
When I was arrested, the FSIN employee Alexander Makulkin made a remark to me that I did not shave the head: “I gave the machine! Everyone shaved, but you - no! ” To which I answered him: “Contained in jail, by law, have the right to polite appeal, to“ you ”. Why are you going to "you"? " Makulkin responded with obscene abuse, the meaning of his speech came down to the fact that I consider myself the smartest.
Then I asked Makulkin to give my last name, which was followed by an even more obscene answer and threat. But he still called his last name.
I was immediately transferred to another camera-with a refrigerator and a TV and with intellectual cells. Then Makulkin comes and says: “Well, you see - you can live normally! You just go to contact. " I did not answer. And after 2-3 days I was sent to the basement when I already managed to get used to a comfortable camera.
This is such a sophisticated form of mockery - no need in everyday life, but psychological pressure, exhausting.
A month later, I began to notice that they transfer me from the camera too often. It is like moving from one apartment to another: stress and each time adaptation. Then I find in the order of the Ministry of Justice, the clause that the prisoner, if possible, should be kept in the same cell during the entire period in the pre -trial detention center. I am writing a complaint that the administration of the pre -trial detention center violates the article. It is ignored.
The people psychologically uncomfortable for me were constantly hooked on me. They stuffed prisoners suffering from HIV and hepatitis C. I was often afraid to accidentally cut. You are instinctively afraid, although you understand that it is impossible to become infected. Then a person with a mental illness was planted to me - a schizotypic disorder. The prisoner had a tendency to aggression. He believed in pagan gods and loved to talk about his faith. I found in the laws a direct ban on the content of mentally healthy and unhealthy in the same cell. Wrote again a complaint. They transferred it after 2-3 days.
The hunger strike began closer to the end of the imprisonment. In the kartskere, where I was then, the water poured from the wall, I fell ill with chondrosis, and my hand did not rise. I asked me to transfer me from there for health reasons and call a doctor. But they simply transferred me to the next camera in the same basement. The doctor came only after 3 days.
On the second day of the hunger strike, I was supposed to bring me to get acquainted with the materials, and I said that I feel bad. They applied a stun gun to me so that I would go to the head of the department. The hunger strike lasted 19 days until I was transferred from the cant into a normal camera.
As a revenge for my complaints, they decided to put me on preventive accounting. As a result, I was obliged to go handcuffs during the entire period, as a particularly dangerous criminal.
My authority in the prison environment rises sharply. The "blogger" was fixed behind me.
My articles from LiveJournal about my struggle with the FSB from the past business, my relatives printed and brought a pre -trial detention center, the prisoners supported me in every possible way, were interested in how I felt during a hunger strike.
The last word
We pulled the process for 2 years - during this time everyone was tired. The policeman who strangled me has already begun to come to court and answer all questions: "I'm tired, I don’t remember anything." And he is obliged as a witness to testify, to which he said: "I feel bad, let's transfer."

During these two years, another policeman (“victim”) made the initiative to reconcile. And it turned out that he no longer works in the organs. In court, the prosecutor states that it is necessary to refuse a statement of reconciliation, because under the 318 article there is not only a victim of a policeman who no longer has claims, but also the system itself, i.e. I also "attempted on the basis of the line." And the judge refuses in reconciliation.
The lawyer offers to make amends for the whole system, just let them say how. We have already begun to think over all sorts of topics. Can go to the main in the region and shake his hand. But the judge refuses everywhere. Even the fine was not allowed to pay.
In court, I also did not want to be cute with everyone, because they violate my rights and laws too. They gave me the last word. Another operator from NTV came there, although all the media refused to shoot. He puts the camera in front of me. As a particularly dangerous criminal, I am sitting in the aquarium, and turn to me as a “defendant”. I was tired of such a shame and opened the Criminal Code before the meeting, looked at which articles were violated by the prosecutor and the judge.
They, in my opinion, were almost for lifelong violations. For example, they can be judged by the fabrication of a criminal case and making a deliberately unlawful decision. I am preparing the text in the form adopted by them, which they use to pronounce the sentence: “Dear such and such a native of G. N, previously not convicted, not consisting of accounting for a neuropsychiatric dispensary, is accused of ...” and then list the entire plot of atrocities. So I wrote to the prosecutor for 16 years and 8 months, and the judge - 24 years. There, if you add up all the other violations, then, in the addition of episodes, it would have turned out even more - I only figured out the punishment in one case. And at the end of his last word, he said: “Bring the verdict as soon as the legal state is established in the Russian Federation. In the meantime, postpone. ”
I was already preparing for the two years of the colony-settlement and planned how I would meet there with some girl. The judge reads the verdict that has been written for a long time, but suddenly in the last paragraphs lines appear that the criminal case is terminated, due to the reconciliation of the parties.

Is it possible to draw some conclusion from this story, give some advice to other people? Well, I don’t know ... Be flexible, or something. Such advice. Make concessions to the police, even when they are wrong and violate the law. Unless such a recommendation can be given. Because this story began due to fundamental. Do you need it? The price of the issue is not so high - 500 rubles of a fine and wounded pride. And then you will be like me.
Anastasia Kutz - especially for "New"