The Emperor (formerly Slava Fridlyand, a.k.a. Shpak)
I moved into the Kremlin’s den and began by pulling Navalny and Saakashvili out of their cells: “Enough with the sewing, you’re not particularly good at it.” I gave them one task: remake the country into a place of happiness for everyone except the most hardened villains. The carrot: a post and a third of the missiles. The stick: political-prisoner status until the project is done. Then I phoned Muratov to apologize.…