There is a familiar comrade, against corruption all such, as well, developed Europe, it is a shame to be Russian, that is all. You tell him, but how did your father, being the Chairman of the SNT, put on his lap and privatized the plots for himself and his comrades, and for the money collected from them, built a house for himself, in which you now live, this is like, not corruption? No, the comrade tells me, “This was a window of opportunity.”