The Economist Correspondent Survives a Brutal Sexual Attack by Russian Lesbians and Lives to Tell the Whole Story

This blog is boring!

This blog is boring! I am ready to give up on it.

I know. Let's fill it with some of the masterpieces that our editors and fearless reporters have already created during their illustrious (if you believe those stupid court records and restraining orders) careers.

Great News!

As our editor-n-chef has just discovered, Blogger doesn't allow us to make changes to previously posted messages. This way, we can treat you to hliariuos tpyos and mispelings that will make you roll (roule?) in the aisles. And you can bet we shall exploit this feature to its fullest, because we are all very smart people here (especially our readers) and can think much faster than we can type. And we never look back. As they say in roulette, in dairy farming, and in the US foreign policy planning, let the chips fall where they may. Actually, in the US foreign policy they say: "Let the bombs fall where they may", but that's close enough.

Who said that the Russian cuisine is boring? We are going to serve you dishes that you will never forget. Exciting, risque, breathtaking dishes like a Russian roulette. Yes, a delicious little roll with duck inside. Muscovy duck, of course. Руссский Рулет. Russky rulet.