About the book: year / From the author People who have known me for a long time have repeatedly told me that much of what I like to tell in good company should be recorded. It’s difficult to say what prompted me to start publishing much of my practice – probably that the world has changed. There will be many stories in this section - funny, scary, ridiculous and different. This all happened at the very beginning of the 2000s, with different people with whom fate brought me into contact. I heard some of this, saw some of it, took part in some of it personally. I can probably write about thirty percent of what I could, but there are reasons not to trust much in the public press, although the time will come for this material. For petty and harmful readers, I will immediately explain that, firstly, one cannot equate the author with the lyrical hero. When I write about myself, I write in the first person, everything else can be anything. Secondly, I deliberately change some details of the story, and I can be very free with the characters in my stories. Any interference with the realism of the story is not accidental: if it’s written that way, then it’s meant to be that way. To even more petty people, who are inclined to personally accuse me of certain atrocities, extremism and fascism, let me remind you that I have always been small, weak and intelligent, and did not want and could not take part in the events described. This is indirectly supported by the fact that much less time has passed since then than is required for such a prison term. Accusations of me of denigrating the Bright Right Idea, and even more so of Russophobia, will be no less unfounded - I am a nationalist, as is written in the disclaimer, and I consider anti-fascism to be a phenomenon close to prohibitionism and pederasty. It just so happened that at a certain stage, a lot of cases involving representatives of the right-wing radical community passed through my practice, and a lot of interesting observations accumulated about this environment, its representatives and manifestations. This explains the somewhat detached tone of the narrative, as well as the lack of nationalistic pathos and the bias characteristic of many authors “from there”. My outlook on life is rather mocking, and where someone sees heroism and an idea, I see what I see.