“My dear Latvian Russian-speaking friends, to whom my modest message belongs: I ask lowly for 3 minutes of your attention: you know my attitude towards Russian friends here in Latvia. You will not find many more friendly, tolerant and competent Russian writers. So From. Friendship me, please, and never bother me again.
No, Crimea is not yours. I would say that yours, but ladies read.
No, Moldova, Georgia, Ossetia, Karabakh, Yalt, Alaska, Kurilia, Finland are not yours. And now, perhaps, a terrible disheartening: there is no paradise in Russia where vodka flows like a river and you will get everything you want simply because you are and you are unfortunate Latvian Russians. “