Vladimir Alexandrovich, good afternoon. If you're not aware, police chief Klymenko went to liquidate the police station in Kagarlyk. Avakov, apparently, couldn't, and is doing a photo shoot for Yatsenyuk in Chernivtsi. But he was supposed to go, he was supposed to comment to journalists about it, he was supposed to publicly repent, he was.
But none of this will happen. For the next two weeks the interior minister will stay silent, after which he'll post something about helicopters/a rescue operation/victory over the virus/Yatsenyuk, well done/building a fence, and will watch citizens' reaction. Then he'll gradually start to relax, writing posts about white wine on summer café terraces and other pompous girly nonsense he learned from his friend Filatov. And then he'll post a landscape photo again, and a couple of days after the post someone will be killed, raped, or all at once.
You, Vladimir Alexandrovich, think that #AvakovChort — is an insult, but it isn't. It's a statement of fact: he really is a devil with hooves, horns and a tail, it's just not visible under the suit. He is a creature from hell who loves a lot of blood and a lot of corpses, and makes a lot of money from all this to spend on pleasures. When you meet him, ask permission to stroke his head to feel for the horns, and you'll see how he goes berserk.
And, Mr. President, the “Sheremet murder suspects” have been sitting in pretrial detention for 150 days. You said at a press conference that we would apologize if anything happened. But people's lives are passing by. Maybe let them go, at least under round-the-clock house arrest, and bring the SBU into the investigation, otherwise Avakov will investigate this case for another 10 years, and people will sit in pretrial detention for 10 years. Later they will need our and your apologies like Sentsov needs Putin's air kisses.