The Russian blogosphere conveniently, if bafflingly, revolves around LJ. Each week, RUSSIA! scans the chatter and brings you the top five topics.
• An LJ-spreading VIDEO news story from St Petersburg warns of Russia's new drug epidemic—binaural wave-based music abuse. It's like heroin and cocaine, apparently. Developed in foreign war labs, apparently. The smug, scraggly fellow tinkering with his Windows program and then blissfully spinning for the camera is the self-proclaimed specialist-pusher, apparently. Medical experts shake concerned heads. Commenters call bullshit. [АУДИО-НАРКОТИКИ]
"Soon, everyone will know that I make the quality stuff."
• Blogger vaziani posts a spread of borrowed photos on Obama's visit to Moscow along with his amusing commentary plus this actual description of the presidential breakfast: smoked sturgeon with Russian pancake patties and currant marmalade, boiled egg with black caviar and sour cream, quail dumplings, and farm-fresh sour cream-based ice cream with cherry kisel for desert. Commenters compliment commentary, drool. [Обама в России в фотографиях]
"...but it's ok, our Medvedev is smarter."
• Actor Stanislav Sadalsky picture-blogs about Moscow's thirteen most famous ghosts and where to find them. Ivan Grozny's ghost meanders around the Kremlin, the headless Hovanskys executed by Czarina Sofia in 1682 now scare drivers on the Yaroslavkoye Highway, and empty train rumored to carry catastrophe victims' souls appears monthly on the Circle Line. Commenters recall sightings, voice a surprisingly sarcasm-free appreciation of the fictive. [13 призраков самых известных МОСКВЫ... чур меня ,чур и вас тоже...-Садальский]
A ghost of a pregnant auto-accident victim haunts drivers on Nikulaskaya St with lullabies and hallucinations, they say.
• Blogger Kira discovers a file on the desktop of her boyfriends computer containing many cell phone photos of female passerby butts and avenges her pride by posting them all on her LJ. The gallery is followed by the couple's comment exchange, mainly his treatises of explanations: "This has nothing to do with my feelings for you! I came up with this art project while bored on the subway. I was going to make a collage!" "Bla bla bla. You show me one professional artist who goes around sneaking cell snaps of asses! Good luck with your artistic career!" "....I love you, sunshine!" Aw, young love in public technological plight... [О находках]
• Blogger serpoff warns of the latest group of charlatans to swindle old people—the latest expensive medical cure-all marketed on Radio Russia isn't made of anything useful, mostly beet juice. Commenters offer their wisdom: "Every society has this element in commerce: stupid people's extra money funnels to the trickiest" and "Holy Icons don't cost $612 and give old people a hope for the afterlife." [Внимание! Шарлатаны!]
Maybe grandma's borscht is the key.