Vacation in a special reception: Diary of Alexei Polikhovich, detained for speech at a rally

Aleksey Polikhovich, participant in the ATS-info, served 13 days of administrative arrest for the speech at the rally on August 10. He was charged with petty hooliganism for the phrase "they fucking." Polykhovich talks about days under arrest, a society that is not, and about how the special -reception is different from the pre -trial detention center.

August 11

- Let's go, the police.

“We were waiting for you here, Pidor.”

- Yes, he is fucking!

I start screaming: "Help." I hope that colleagues will hear and understand that they are delayed.

- Right now we will help you.

- Cho, finished off at his rally?

Hands wring me, put on handcuffs. Point detention is always adrenaline, and here I still do not fully understand what reason I would wins. It is clear what kind of performance on Sakharov, but what exactly did they come up with there? The pendulum is tapping in my head: administrative or criminal? Administrative or criminal? And somewhere there is a second pendulum: cops or FSB? Cops or FSB?

Pushed into the car. I look at the driver - he is in a green vest, that is, a PPSNIK, this is better. The presence of a real policeman in the form soothes.

“Take it in the“ Red Selo ”,” says one of the cops left on the sidewalk.

That is, to the police department "Krasnoselsky". It turns out that in the territoriality of the offense - Sakharov Avenue is clearly related to this area. Then I relax a little more.

In Red Selo, I am handed over to the duty officer. Handcuffs are being removed, they don’t let them call: they are afraid that the inspector who will conduct the case will not approve. Arrange for the night in the cell. Here I have to hold an amazing weekend filled with people from another world, a complete mat, negativity, fatigue and humility with my fate.

Weekend in Krasnoye Selo

In the morning, two poor fellows are hooked on me. The first is a homeless in a sneakers and a slippage, one leg is bandaged. The second poor fellow is beaten and swollen. Judging by the whole socks on his feet, he has a house.

The inspector comes, lets me call. It seems that they didn’t grab me. I inform you that how and where is detained, which article. Then Tanya (my ex-wife) with Ksyusha arrive (participant in the ATS-Info and my friend) come, make a transmission. Tanya manifies the arrival with sonorous: "Hello, I want to make a program to my husband!" Ksyusha seems to be worried. “My husband, a pear overeat,” Tanya said all the time, while she offered a marriage in “Butyrka” in 2013, while she collected gear and gathered for a long date in Ryazan, while she was depressed and with pain, injuries and a feeling of guilt-she left. The circle closed.

At night in the "Red Selo" there is a time of adventure. First, a couple of not very sober people are brought. A peasant - small, like a hobbit, does not make any sounds at all.

But his companion is a titanium. In a brown sleeveless jacket, with a bundle of whitened hair and in light camouflage pants, it arranges a real benefit. She is taken further along the corridor to give explanations due to the fact that some friend of her fiery heart wrote a statement about theft and beatings.

She gives explanations loudly and solemnly. Then he walks along the corridor and begins to be interested in the police when she is released. She is not released. Then she explodes: she yells at the guide at the entrance, then at the duty officer, then on some other invisible employees, covers them with obscenities and demands to release them. Then it leaves to take a break into the depths of the corridor, turns on the music from the phone and loudly, to the whole department, singsioners. Returns to the duty officer and with renewed vigor pounces on the cops. When this scum turns into a failure, she begins to cry and lament her hard fate.

It seems that the police themselves would be happy to let her go, but while the documents are drawn up, they cannot do this. As a result, it is still released.

August 12

Court on Monday. As usual, the court is an occasion to see loved ones, I do not expect a worthy proceedings from him. Quite a few people came, 30 people. The press secretary of the court makes a pleasant impression: he clearly tells the bailiffs that they should ensure the presence of everyone at the meeting. The convoy police also make a pleasant impression: they joke that they will become famous with me, and straighten their caps on their heads to hide their faces.

The judge strictly follows the letter of the law. And according to her - "a clear disrespect for society, accompanied by obscene abuse." Camon, what kind of mythical society is this in the Code of Administrative Offenses? Society chanted with me. Real society for Sakharov. And your mythical society from article 20.1 is nonsense and formalism.

Communicating with the hall, I say that I would like 13 days - and I get 13 days. When the judge reads this, the hall explodes with laughter.

August 13th

Special receiver in imaginatives is the best institution of those where I sat or served. Ready to give him positive grades in all applications and services.

Firstly, there is a cool walking courtyard-spacious, like four courtyards in a Butyrka. Secondly, here they feed well and give tea with sugar. Employees are relaxed and for the most part harmless. Once a day, they are legally given the phone to call for 15 minutes, forbidding, however, to go on the Internet. Of the minuses is a meager library, the absence of sockets, which means the lack of boiling water and news. We listen to the radio, and we pick up each meal in the dining room boiling water, wrapping a bored bottle into blankets, bags and warm clothes - this is our thermos.

Mostly, drivers who are deprived of rights or caught drunk are sitting. Dates - 5-7 days. Political sitting here and I meet in the corridor of Yashin (an unregistered candidate for deputies of the Moscow City Duma), Stepanov (coordinator of the Moscow headquarters of Navalny), and then Zolotarevsky (head of the headquarters of Ivan Zhdanov), who was detained at a rally on August 10, where I played, sits with him.

We have a senior in the cell in our hut. This is Sanych - a bearded man of sixty years old, telling stories about a thousand -year history of the state of Rus, criticizing Navalny and grassing bikes.

Regarding the opposition and the state of the Rus, we argue with him, but I am impressed by his desire for organization: cleaning in the cell once every two days, the obligatory feeding of the newly received, in general, a friendly and responsive attitude to the new ones. From the prison I am used to treating such people without prejudices. Yes, the Rus built underground roads seven thousand years ago, yes, Navalny lives on the money of the State Department, well, it happened more terrible. In the end, hatred and distrust of the authorities of all stripes (except Putin) shares.

August 15

A large merry municipal deputy of Kostya Yankauskas is hooked into our hut in the hut. He is already sitting the third administrative arrest in a row. It comes out of the special reception - it is delayed, a new protocol is drawn up and arrest again. I am glad to see him, he is awake and does not lose heart.

Kostya, of course, is tired of sitting, but does not give a look.

August 17

We poison the jokes. My beloved about buckwheat.

The dog comes out on Monday to the bowl: “Wow! Buckwheat!" The dog comes out on Tuesday to the bowl: “Cool! Buckwheat! I love buckwheat. " The dog comes out on Wednesday to the bowl: “Class, buckwheat again. What could be better! " The dog comes out on Thursday: “Hmm, buckwheat or what? Well, there is nothing else? " The dog comes out on Friday: “Ugh, again buckwheat, how much can you eat one buckwheat?!” The dog comes out on Saturday: nothing. The dog comes out on Sunday: nothing. The dog comes out on Monday to the bowl: “Wow! Buckwheat!"

About all of us history.

August 20

A date with Tanya. In general, it is amazing how this word now means exclusively a meeting in a disciplinary institution, and not an act from Tinder.

Tanya in white hetras to the knees and Newbellns, I am in slippers on the barefoot leg. "Did you take stockings?" - Just joking in her ear when we hug for the first time. This is a reference to dates in the zone when she came to me for three days with the Bauls of food, books and a love staph. Laughs, says: "You smell, as usual, with a jam." Our 2012 was returned to us-programs, courts, dates, calls for 15 minutes.

We have not been together for a long time, but from the outside, probably, it does not seem so. Tanya is joking (or not quite joking) that our marriage, which actually has been in prison, is far from the worst marriage of the possible. We can discuss everything in the world, laugh and hug, how many couples can boast of this?

August 21

I have seen this many times: at school, in the army, in prison. Find weak, defenseless. Now this is a thin man of indefinite years, somehow especially uncertainly, unstablely flinching in the walking courtyard.

He takes off his T -shirt and substitutes sharp collarbone to the sun. Blue underpants stick out of battered jeans. From time to time, the peasant mutters something, sometimes it appears with separate remarks out of place. An ideal target for wit.

Several huts were driven into the courtyard at once. People tease a peasant, laugh, meaningfully smile at each other. Do you need a lighter? Look on the door, climb, look. Do you arrange a striptease? Are you lost? Where are you going?

It is sad not so much from the gang of evil people with cutting smiles and not so much from this peasant who has lost in life, but from the repeatability of the format. At school - jokes over botanists and nerds. In the army - above the fat men and the Mamenkin sons. In prison - over lowered, goats, weak. Laughter as a weapon, jokes like Stigma. It is sad that this model seems to hang in the cloud, it can be downloaded (and downloaded) all the time, install and start mocking.

August 22

Tedled to appeal. I am preparing fiery speech about the “revolutionary foam”, but the judge constantly interrupts me and wants to force me only to talk about the rule of law. Was Mat? So, disrespect for society. To the very society from the Code of Administrative Offenses, which no one has ever seen.

Then we stand with the convoy, who brought me and who will now take me back to the special receiver, smoke. They smoke directly under the “Smoking” sign. Matter a little. I suggest that they call on my house "on the beer." They laugh at that they do not drink at work. The conversation flows into a discussion of Czech beer.

August 24

Here is the fact that the administrative is released a minute per minute is a little infuriated. By the criminal, you are released one day ahead of schedule, and if the release falls on the weekend, then even earlier. And here - they detained at half a night - let's go at half a night.

While I am going to the gate with an employee, a female voice screams because of them: "Yashin, come out!" Yankauskas also shouts: "Yashin, you are the next!" From the closest to the goal of the camera, someone swears in response: “Shut up! Shut up! Your Yashin will come out! Are you normal?! "

I am released three minutes earlier than the due date. Outside, mobile phone cameras stick into me. 20 people stand in a semicircle, shout, laugh. The mediazone correspondent is suitable for the pan and gives me a glass bottle of wine. Another correspondent of the Mediazone Swess is fit and treats with wine from a plastic bottle.

I call my father, I say that I was not screwed at the exit. I feel the longing that occurs when watching an old favorite film that no longer causes strong emotions. After three years, in a pre -trial detention center and zone, 13 days in a non -poor specialist, they feel like an absurd cosplay. I will cosplay myself a model of 2015. The Investigative Committee cosplay itself is a model of 2012. Russia for sad, tired cosplayers.