The director of the Ulyanovsk printing house, after painful thoughts, still undertook to print my book “Blocade of the brain. 2014 ”, today in a heavy hysteria called the Zakharov Publishing House and said that he was allowing the entire circulation under the knife. (The circulation was already ready, which from the printing house joyfully reported a couple of days ago.) Someone, you see, read the book ... Who? Yes, what difference does it make to me. I have a holiday, citizens.