Translated by a friend. The author is unable to post this themself due to being under military censorship. CW: physical and verbal abuse.
—
What happens when they do catch you.
This recording was made at a police station, Brateevo, where people arrested for protesting in Moscow were taken yesterday. The recording shows that several police personnel took part in this, but because of the poor quality of the recording and similar voice pitches, they are difficult to distinguish from one another. We’ll call male police personnel M and female F in this transcript.
M: Enter. Last name.
Alexandra (detainee): Kaluzhskikh, Alexandra.
F: Where do you actually live?*
*In Russia, you have to be registered at a permanent address that is printed in your passport, but you can factually live anywhere else. That’s normal.
Alexandra: I refuse to answer, article 51.*
*Article 51 of the Russian Constitution states that no one is obligated to give evidence against oneself, one’s spouse, or close relatives.
F: I see. Fine. Phone number. So that you’d be called to come to court. Just don’t fuck with me here.
Alexandra: No, I want to be notified by mail.
F: To which address?
Alexandra: To the address where I’m registered.
F: Well. Where do you study?
Alexandra: Article 51.
<sound of a blow, something falling>
M: Now it’ll go flying even harder.
<sound of a blow>
M: Get up, remember (as in remember your answer).
Alexandra: Wow.
M: Yeah.
Alexandra: Wow.
M: Yeah.
<sound of multiple blows>
Alexandra: Wow!
M: Yeah!
Alexandra: *** *** [expression of astonishment] Well, it wasn’t as hard as when my father does it, to be honest.
M: Shall we continue?
Alexandra: *sighs*
M: Or Article 51?
Alexandra: Ladies, you’re fine watching this?
F: Where do you study?.. We’re fine. You’re fine going to protests?
M: We’re not fine watching this.
M: Look at her; your fucking tits *** fuck, *** [fuck], udder is hanging out *** [fuck], look at yourself *** [fuck]. Ape *** [fuck].
F: Where do you study?
M: I’ll continue.
F: Where do you study or work? Do you work?
M: Answer simple questions and walk. <...> Now you’ll say (give you) a phone, a subpoena too… They’ll call you, the judge’s assistant will call you. Do we carry on as we started? … Yes or no?
Alexandra: I have already answered.
M: Then… You know what… What goal do you pursue in your, in those, er… We’ll get it. We’re already here, *** [fuck] everyone’s been here already, all lay down. What’s your goal? I’m telling you, I just *** [shit], this will escalate like this, in geometrical progression. We, we don’t give a *** [fuck]. We’ll (do to) you…
Alexandra: Are you threatening me?
M: Yes. I’m threatening you. I’m threatening you with physical violence.
Alexandra: This is awkward.
F: What’s your full age?
Alexandra: 26.
F: What’s your approximate height?
Alexandra: <unclear>
M: Stand up.
F: Where do you work?
M: One meter seventy-eight, no less.
F: Do you work? Do you work?
M: Are you officially employed?
Alexandra: I refuse to answer.
F: How did you know there was going to be a protest?
M: One (once), **** [hit her], it’s clear.
Alexandra: (sighs) Oh God.
F: How did you know about the protest?
Alexandra: I don’t know.
F: What?
Alexandra: Article 51. Listen, you know what, this is awkward – I’m not wearing a bra, stop looking at me like that, please.
M: As if there’s anything to look at…
M: I won’t look. There *** [fuck]
<sound of a blow>
Alexandra: Oh, thank you. <sound of multiple blows> So, they hit me on the head, in the face, with a bottle of water. Ow…
M: Well?
Alexandra: Ow *** [fuck]
M: No, you just… I think she’s enjoying that we’re *** [beating her].
M: Look at her.
M: She’s a punk *** [fuck]. Marginal (person) *** [fuck]. You think they’ll do anything to us for this? We *** [fuck] *** [fuck] (were told by) Putin *** [to beat] *** them up *** [fuck] ***** [morons].
Alexandra: Wow.
M: Putin is on our side. You are enemies of Russia. You are enemies of the people *** [fuck]. Now (we’ll) *** [kill] all (of you) *** [fuck] here and that’s it. It’s done. We’ll be rewarded for it (monetary). <unclear>
F: What color eyes?
M: Light brown.
F: Where do you work?
Alexandra: I refuse to answer, invoking Article 51 one of the Constitution.
M: This isn’t an interrogation, this is questioning.
Alexandra: Well, I have already refused.
M: Why is that? Ah?
Alexandra: Ow. (Pulling) my hair, that hurts…
M: (singing) Hurts, hurts…
<sounds of commotion, sounds of blows>
M: She hasn’t washed in a week. All of them are like that. Just look at all of them…
Alexandra: We have been here over three hours… Naturally…
M: We’ve been here for over 24 hours *** [fuck], *** [don’t give a fuck]. <...>
F: How did you know about the protest?
M: You have to love yourself at least a bit, no?
Alexandra: I refuse to answer.
F: ***** [fuck], for the sake of what…
Alexandra: Article 51.
F: I don’t get it either. **** [you’re crazy]. You are *** [crazy].
Alexandra: I’m beaten up by a man in front of you – and I’m **** [crazy], yes?
F: Yes, yes!
M: We need to put electricity here.
M: Yeah, yeah, the fingers <unclear>.
F: You **** [fuck] are living in this country.
Alexandra: Are you talking right now about administering electric shock to me?
M: Yes.
M: We’ll have to (give you) 220 <unclear>.
M: Stand over there; the girl will take your picture now and you’ll go.
Alexandra: No, I refuse to be photographed.
M: No, you’ll have to.
Alexandra: No, I won’t have to.
<sounds of blows>
M: Come on *** [fuck], come on.
Alexandra: Beat me up, go ahead.
<unclear>
M: Get up, get up. <sound of blows> Go stand over there.
Alexandra: I will not stand over there. I refuse to be photographed. I will sign the refusal to be photographed.
F: Go to <unclear>.
M: That’s it, you don’t have a phone anymore, that’s it. <sound of a phone falling> Your phone has taken a little flight. It became a football. You don’t need your phone anymore, it’s broken. Since you didn’t…
Alexandra: Will you not fill out a protocol about confiscating it?
M: Why would I need a confiscation protocol?
Alexandra: You have broken the screen (of my phone)...
M: It was an accident.
Alexandra: An accident, was it?
M: When you walked in, you slipped…
M: Three witnesses.
Alexandra: Thank you. Oh, you didn’t even break it, thank you.
M: Get up.
<seconds of noise>
M: Yakovleva.
<a woman crying>














