HHHHHWell! By a matter of sheer chance I came upon your nasty little note. Dear young friend. This thought I wish, most sincerely, to share with you: the fact that you find it necessary to muster such a level of firey contemptuous meanness to an utter stranger, a foreigner who loves your country and its culture, shows more than poor upbringing, neurotic spiteful paranoic adolescent hysteria, and points towards a fundamental lack of kindness and gentleness in your character. You won't hurt even a hair on my thumb by putting down as many exclamation marks as you wish in your incomprehensibly passionate attemts to insult me, but your attitude will one day, many years later, result in various scenaios with your own loved ones that you are sure to deeply regret. As far as muszhiks or phoney nationalists are concerned, I'd rather think that you could make a perfect phoney American, better yet living next to the disneyland in Miami, if you do make it here one day, next door to all the screaming Cuban idiots there with whom I am deeply ashamed to share one country with. Oh I feel sorry for Russia for having daughters such as you. And your country has come to the fine shape it is in these days due no doubt to massive multiplication of your kinds. You are like a group of young Smyediakovs who tramle and spit on the ancient house so laboriously built up by your grandfathers, and you lick the feet of foreigners who applaud your efforts and sell you Macburgers and chocolate peanuts, and when someone else comes along and tells you that perhaps your homeland is beautiful and doesn't deserve such trampling, you jump up and spit in his face! What a moron! Wake up and smell the coffee! You are ****ing up no one but yourself!
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