You criminal… I’m the provocateur? You’re using violence against me, and I shouldn’t say you’re violent? And I’m the provocateur? Your colleagues—the abusers—assaulted pregnant women, children, the elderly, women… Who did it? You don’t watch TV, you coward? Look at me… I’m asking you a question—answer me. Who used violence?! You blind yourself to the truth, you servant? Your bastard criminal colleagues… Who was violent?!

You’re rude

You’re rude and poorly raised. Your mother should be ashamed for raising someone who sold out their country… You’re selling your homeland. You don’t even know what a homeland is, because mentally, culturally—you are Russian. And you’re not only stealing the homeland from the people living here, you’re stealing it from over a million emigrants like us… My friend came here from Germany, specifically to be here—and there are many more like her. Why? Are we crazy for coming back? We left our lives, our studies, our jobs in Germany to stand here? Are we crazy? No—we’re smart. We love our country—unlike you. And we will not give it up to you. We won’t hand it over to Russia-loving bastards. To Khareba’s servants, to Bidzina’s servants, to Putinists. Go move your ass to the occupation line if you have any guts… You have nothing to say. You’re a criminal.