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Old people

"Control shot"

Riddled with bullets

Podyezd

Cannibalism

Cries for help ignored

"Investigation continuing"

Children

Low-yield murder

Really stupid criminal

Carved up like a turkey

Killing "connected with professional activities of victim"

Hunger-related crime

Murder-suicide


MAMA'S BOY


     How often in Russia is a mother's love for her son unrequited? Russian moms are famously overindulgent, doting on their boys, doing their homework, spending every last kopek to create a happy home. But, frequently all that attention back fires. Sons grow up aloof, drinking and whoring instead of spending QT with mama. The affection and sacri- fice generally is for naught.
     It is the rare Russian son who rec- iprocates the love and warmth, self- lessly giving everything he can, even to the very end. Last October, according to Kriminalnaya Khronika, one of these sterling examples of Russia's best was found shot in the head next to the bullet riddled body of his mother in the apartment they shared.
     But, what initially looked like a tragedy turned out to be a heart- warming tale illuminating the Fifth Commandment. The 26-year-old son, who had worked for the Moscow militsia for six years, was described by his acquaintances as exceedingly normal. If anything about him was exceptional, it was that he didn't succumb to the usual vices of a militsia officer.
     This cop neither smoke nor drink. And, unlike most of his coworkers, he didn't even fuck prostitutes in exchange for allowing them right to work. Instead, he spent lots of time at home with his dear old mama. He always treated her with a kindness and tenderness unusual in Russian families.
     So, when the brutal realities of life became too much for the young mil- itsia officer to bear, the only thing that kept him from pulling the trig- ger was his love for mama. According to the note investigators found not far from chunks of his brain, he was tired of this life and couldn't take it any more. But, he knew the news of his suicide would be the death of his mother.
     In the end, he decided to perform euthanasia; that is, spare her from a long, painful death suffering from grief. Before doing the deed, he unloaded a clip on his mother, hitting her repeatedly in the head and shoulders. Having satified his conscious that no one would now suffer unduly from his death, he turned the gun on himself.
     At least not everyone has forgotten family values.

NANNY TROUBLE


     This one is straight out of the police textbooks. It falls under the standard young-man-kills-former- nanny-of-nine-years-because-she- wanted-to-watch-Mexican- soap- opera type murder.
     According to Moskovsky Komsomolets, Latvian Gypsy Andrei and his younger sister spent most of their early years separated from their parents. While their parents made endless runs buying Latvian goods and selling them in Moscow's markets, the two children lived in Moscow with retired kindergarten teacher. There, Andrei lived in rela- tive comfort until the age of 15, when his parents recruited him into the family business.
     However, Andrei made sure to visit his nanny every time he was in Moscow. She would have rather done without the visits, as Andrei was quite rude to her and had a habit of smacking around his girlfriend in the nanny's apartment. In particular, the nanny complained to neighbors that he hit his pregnant girlfriend frequently before she gave birth in 1999.
     Last April, the two lovebirds came by and again started disrupting the 73-year-old pensioner's life. She asked them never to come back. And, indeed, after that days events, they heeded her words.
     In the early evening, Andrei sent his lover out to by a pack of smokes. When she returned twenty minutes later, the former nanny lay dead in a pool of blood. The coroner's report claimed she had been stabbed at least 32 times. Upon seeing the bloody corpse, his girlfriend screamed. Andrei responded by beating the shit out of her until she shut up. He then explained how he wanted to watch the news and his nanny insisted on watching "Celeste, only Celeste." Obviously, she had it coming.
     The couple then locked the door and fled. None of the neighbors had heard anything, and the partly decayed body was only found several days later when a niece of the victim stopped by to visit. Somehow, Andrei made it many months before Interpol picked up the 18-year-old up last week in Sweden, where they reportedly do not televise Mexican soaps.

SEASON HIGH


     When Moscow's biggest mass murder of the year happened in a seventh floor apartment in the south of the city, the neighbors were outraged. One of the deceased had the gall to run into the hall before he got shot up, and the militsia roped off the whole area. The neighbors couldn't get into their own apart- ments.
     What was supposed to be a pretty straight forward hit on Alexsei Strabykin earlier this week got com- plicated by the presence of house- guests. According to Moskovsky Komsomolets, the hit men arrived around nine in the morning and cut the phone line. Then, they rang the doorbell claiming to be electricians dispatched to fix the problem.
     When the door opened, the hit men got to work. Inside, they found Strabykin, along with his girlfriend and two guests who had spent the night. Rather than risk any witness- es or shoot the wrong guy, the thugs started working their way down the corridor, killing everyone present.
     Only Strabykin escaped the first round of shooting. He ran out into the hall, screaming, "Don't kill me, guys, I'll give it all back!" Apparently, it was too late for such negotiations, and they shot him down, too. Then, they took off.
      Strabykin was the boss of a real estate company Alektro Groub who, judging by his final words, must have borrowed money from the wrong folks.
     As for the neighbors, they spent the morning complaining to a Moskovsky Komsomolets reporter, "What about us? Are we supposed to spend all day sitting on the street?" It's tough not to sympathize with the innocent victims of such crimes.

BAD TASTE


     The hit on architect Viktor Zhuravlev sent chills down generations of Russian architects. The only apparent motive was that someone didn't like the dacha they commissioned from him. If this murder sets a precedent of killing lousy architects, Russian architects will soon become extinct.
      Zhuravlev was the chief architect in the Moscow suburb Sergeiv Posad. Two weeks ago, a hit man shot him in his podyezd around 6 in the evening. Zhuravlev had been coming home from work.
      The potential suspect pool is quite large, as Zhuravlev has built innu- merable ugly dachas for new Russians.