Dear St D,
Since the 20th of April, news of a lot of attacks have been circulating around the student community. These aren't the sporadic events we heared about in the past.
These are bad guys dressed in black, with shaven heads looking for poor helpless asians and blacks to beat the shit out of. Some of us have been beaten really badly and some of us have seen others being bashed to pieces. The total effect is that few of us care to venture out alone (some of us don't venture out at all) and a lot of us have decided to pack up and leave for good which means a lot of wasted money and/or an acadaemic year.
Sure the police harrass us but I haven't yet met a policeman who wouldn't listen to reason or a 50 Ruble note, the skinheads by creed aren't reasonable, they might take our money and they will definitely try and skull us. In short,the police were never a big problem for us, the skins are.
It's sad that Matt Taibbi didn't talk to the people who are really affected by the skinheads, if he had, his story might have turned out a little different. It's also sad that the eXile neglects the huge foreign student community that is in Russia even though a lot of us never fail to pick up a copy if we see one. Get with reality people or get lost.
Dear Arjun Rohan Nath,
you're a real tool
whatever you want
In case you're wondering, that's a snatch!
hard little nips
What amused me was that endless stream of naive guys and gals lining up for the notorious (and, probably, non-existent) T-shirt, commending, blasting or otherwise evaluating your ceaseless attempts to make fun. They all seem to flout the truth embodied in the favorite saying of your pal, Gen. Lebed, "He laughs best who has the last shot."
I mean, the last say. It is clear to every nerd, wiseass, and even flathead, that you, Gentlemen, will always have the last say, being able to ridicule whatever you find worthy of being ridiculed and not worthy of a khalyavnaya tee-shirt. As for your MT battle, I have just one comment: Jean McKenzie is cool, you're cooler, so where's the rift point?
go far away
Dear Overaged Frat Boys,
Anyway, on to the point of this letter. It's an enlightenment issue, and I want to help you guys out. The thing is, you're just the same as your nemesis Tugboat, even though you can't see it. The thing which you despise in her/it, the self-indulgent nothingness of her articles, is the same thing the rest of us hate you guys for. The only reason we read either of you is that real English language newspapers cost a minimum of $3.00 here, and we're cheap.
The disease of denial is difficult to overcome, I know. But if any of you "editors" ever feel ready to face the painful truth, I suggest you take a readers poll via email. Ask you readers to break it to you gently in the subject line of their responses: "Just like Tugboat" or "Frat Boys are Cool." Then, when the Tug votes pour in, you can commence your recovery (starting with forcing Mark Ames to write about things which might interest people other than himself) (we don't care what he takes or whom he fucks, trust me).
Come on, I don't want a t-shirt. I know this is too long to publish. Just write me back and put me out of my misery. Tell me "no fucking readers poll, we don't care what our captive audience thinks" (just like Jeeeaaaan) or else give me the date on which you'll mention the poll. Okay? Or else find a way to be SO mean in response to my letter, that I'll have the strength, desperate as I am for printed matter, not to take the first eXile.
Thanks for your help, and you're welcome for mine.