2011 03 25. Robbery at Rainford Supermarket.
The robbery at the Rainford supermarket was staged, organized with the help of the guards and sellers of this supermarket, as well as employees of the private security agency "Krok" and the garbage of the Kirov district department of the city of Dnepropetrovsk.
On March 25, 2011, at about 18:35, I went into the Rainford store, which is located at the address: Dnepropetrovsk, Kirov Avenue, 104-a.
Before that, I went into this supermarket several times during the month. After the end of winter, I began to walk 10-15 kilometers a day and in this supermarket I bought juice and something edible so as not to be hungry. In addition, childhood memories were associated with this place.
As far as I understand, the video recordings made in the supermarket became available to the police officers who were following me and....
Having chosen my purchases and approaching the checkout area with them, I saw several people in ordinary civilian clothes standing outside the checkout area and talking to each other, pointing at me. A young lady of about 22 years old was especially zealous, gesturing as if trying to prove something to the others. There were 4 or 5 of them.
I put the purchases on the counter, paid for them and went to the storage room where I left the medicines I had bought at the pharmacy shortly before. The storage room was located at the exit of the store.
Having taken out the bag with the medicines, I turned to the exit, but two people blocked my way: a man and that same lady – the agitator. They, forcibly preventing me from leaving the store, demanded that I voluntarily show them the contents of my pockets.
I asked them who they were, they answered that they were store security. I asked why they were without uniforms and badges and demanded that they show their documents, but they refused to show documents, and instead called 2 more people, also without uniforms and badges, who also called themselves store security guards and refused to show any documents.
Since this store is equipped with a video surveillance system, I demanded that they watch their videos and leave me alone.
But... here comes the most interesting part... the "security" categorically, point-blank refused to watch their videos and, continuing to exert psychological and physical pressure on me, demanded that I start turning out the contents of my pockets for them.
Based on their actions, I realized that they were not interested in what was in my pockets, but they needed to humiliate me by forcing me to obey them.
"The guards" even called some alleged "head of security", who differed from the others by being twice as heavy and wearing a white sweater, and who came not alone, but with some equally massive "deputy head of security". Neither the "head of security" nor his "deputy" had any documents either.
In general, the number of people surrounding me and preventing me from leaving the supermarket reached 6-7 people. All these people behaved aggressively towards me.
I got the impression that this was an action and some of these people were not security at all, but provocateurs, and everything that was happening was a provocation set up by the operatives, and they needed a reason for a conflict. Half an hour before this, I had a considerable amount of money in my wallet for Ukraine: 3,000 hryvnia, and I saw that the "surveillance officer" who was watching me that day saw this. He deliberately "showed" himself and I caught his glance, and I also noticed his sly smile. This happened about 30 minutes before the attack by the "guards" of the Rainford supermarket.
Before that, for several months, I had been discussing on the phone that I did not have money to go to Kyiv in order to write a statement there against the policemen - werewolves, terrorists who, using their official powers, were trying to force me to emigrate and seize my property.
With the help of private entrepreneur Andrey Yaitsky, from whom I had been buying food for my animals for many years, the terrorists managed to organize my life in such a way that I did not have enough money even for food. As soon as I had money, Yaitsky, immediately, on command from the cops, raised the price of food. Constantly torturing me with hunger and poverty, mocking the suffering of my animals, the cops pasted up ads for the purchase and sale of apartments near my house.
Shortly before this incident, in the Rainford supermarket, I stopped buying food from Yaitsky and realizing that I could now get to Kyiv, the werewolf cops decided to organize an action and take my money as a result of a robbery.
The first attempt took place on March 1, 2011, at about 18:35, near the currency exchange office located at the intersection of Artema and Shevchenko streets and with the help of a miniature camera I made a video of three swindlers who they tried to set up for me, their car and how they tried to do all this.
The police decided to repeat the failed attempt a month later.
In general, standing surrounded by "supermarket security", I began to understand that I had become a victim of a crime organized by the cops and made an attempt to leave the supermarket. I demanded that the security guards stop preventing me from leaving the store, but they showed up. I demanded that the cashiers invite the store administrator, but the cashier refused. Then I went to the exit, and the "guards" started pushing me and holding me with their hands. One of them, from behind, said that on the cement floor you can accidentally fall, hit your head and die. Threatening someone with death is a criminal offense. I called the police, and the "guards" pressed some button.
No more than 5 minutes later, 2 people appeared in the store, dressed in uniform with shoulder straps and military insignia, carrying firearms - pistols, as well as rubber truncheons.
I thought they were cops and demanded that they show their service IDs. They took out and showed their IDs, I read the names and surnames, but of course, from stress, I forgot them. The IDs they were using looked exactly like the cops'.
The one of the "cops", who was older and taller, pushed me several times and started searching me. Under my windbreaker I had my Olympus-760 camera and a piece of steel pipe that I am forced to carry with me for self-defense.
Before this, I had repeatedly contacted the police and the prosecutor's office, reporting the persecution that I was being subjected to by the cops - werewolves who, using their official position, engage in raiding, hunting for lonely people, killing them, or, using terror, torturing them until the person, unable to withstand the torture, abandons his property and runs away from such "policemen", and then, forging documents, seize apartments and other property left without owners.
By using technical intelligence tools, the raiders know everything I am going to do, whenever I contact government agencies, they act ahead of the game, anticipating all my attempts to free myself, intercepting emails and phone calls, and at the same time, constantly terrorizing me, intimidating me with attacks, and I have video recordings confirming this. In general, all this continues to this day.
As a result of the inaction of the police and the prosecutor's office, I am forced to defend myself. This is the reason why I began to carry a piece of steel pipe with me, which greatly cooled the attackers and constrained their actions.
After they found the piece of pipe on me, the supermarket "security" and "policemen" began to threaten me that they would now drag me by force into some back room located in the technical part of the store and deal with me there, beat me up and rob me, and in general, no one would see me again. There were about 10 of them, against me - one.
I, having already realized that in front of me were not the police, but criminals, from some kind of assault, security squad, began to resist and demand to wait for the police, whom I called. Then the store "security" and "policemen" said that they themselves would take me to the police.
We went outside and headed towards the Niva-Chevrolet car, painted with the emblems of the assault, security squad "Krok", on-board number 131.
One of the "Krok cops" hit me from behind, telling me to stand "stretched", leaning my hands on his car and searched me, taking out everything that was in my pockets. Then he crushed the video camera with his boot, took out the flash card from it and stole it.
After that, under the threat of using special means, against my will, I was forced to get into the "Krok-Niva" and go to the Kirov district police department.
While we were driving to the Kirov district police department, the "Krok cops" began to intimidate me, that now it was the end for me, that now they would put me in jail and forced me to offer them money. To my surprise, they didn't take the money, and upon arrival at the Kirov district police department, they turned me in to the duty officer as a thief.
At the same time, the older one began to tell the duty officer at the Kirov district police department deliberately false information that discredited me.
I began to loudly say that, in accordance with the Law of Ukraine "On Information", this person has no right to collect, store, use and distribute any information about me. After these words of mine, the duty cops stopped listening to him.
It turned out that the whole problem was in the piece of pipe that I carry with me and thanks to which the raiders are unable to intimidate me, because, in accordance with Article 40 of the Criminal Code of Ukraine, I have the right to rid myself of my tormentors.
I was told that this piece of pipe is a weapon.
The duty cop called 102 and said that I had been brought in and that I was the one who had violated the peace, which was not the case.
A few minutes later, a man came into the duty station and sat down on a chair near the doors. It turned out that he was the duty officer who was processing the documents.
At first they wanted to take me to the Zhovtnevy district department, to my place of residence, but then, seeing that I had money, one cop whispered something in the ear of another and they decided to process the documents at the Kirov district department.
We went up the stairs to some upper floor and there, putting psychological pressure on me, intimidating me with a criminal case and a trial, this cop, who called himself Dmitry Vasilyevich, forced me to put in the bottom drawer of his desk... practically all the money that was in my wallet - 2,000 hryvnia.
After that, he gave me back my pipe and when I was leaving, he told me not to tell anyone about it and to go home quickly, quickly.
I didn't go home. Neither quickly nor slowly. I walked the streets and thought about what, how and why it happened.
I realized that it was a trap - they were waiting for me. And only for the purpose of camouflage, so that, supposedly, I would be the initiator of the conflict, the "security" did not attack, but simply offered me to humiliate myself, turning out my pockets and simply waiting for me to break down and then using my legitimate protest as a pretext for an attack. (The same thing happened in the "Allo" store). I realized that my pipe was not a weapon at all, otherwise no one would have returned it to me. I realized that they were pressuring me in order to cause a feeling of fear, and then, taking advantage of this feeling of fear, they completely robbed me.
I realized that I was being continuously followed, and the observer saw my money and immediately reported this by phone. And I also realized that someone was seeing my computer screen, because the "croc-trashcan" knew exactly where the video camera was, and it was hidden in my clothes, and only the one who saw the recording made by this camera and knew the point from which the filming was being done could know where it was. And since I never showed these recordings to anyone, then, consequently, someone was seeing them against my will, i.e., was secretly collecting information about me.
In addition, I recognized this observer, I had seen him before. The first time I saw him was several months before, on a summer day, at the intersection of Shevchenko and K. Libknecht streets, in the company of Yuriy Zabara - a scumbag and anti-Semite who worked as an associate professor at the Dnepropetrovsk State University, in the years when I studied there. Having a habit of helping everyone and having learned that Zabara's daughter had died and he needed medicines that were in short supply in those years, I, through my relatives in Moscow, got him these medicines on which his life depended, as much as he needed and did not take from him a single kopeck more than the state, pharmacy cost of these medicines, money that I needed to give to my relative.
And I saw this surveillance agent in the company of Yuriy Zabara not just like that, but in the course of an operational event, the purpose of which was an attempt at intimidation, in which Yuriy Zabara... played the role of a subject, allegedly possessing compromising information about me...
I will forever remember his helpless eyes when, many years ago, I handed him packs of medicine... Now, many years later, he "thanked" me, in the style of Cossack traditions...
Neither he nor anyone else has any information compromising me, and if I had understood then what was happening, then... Intimidation is torture, torture, terror, and Article 40 of the Criminal Code of Ukraine gives any person the opportunity and right to rid themselves of a terrorist immediately.
In general, I was very angry, I had plans for this money, but I had no evidence left.
About 3-4 days later, I realized from the behavior of my neighbors, whom the cops use against me as pressure agents, that they had learned about this robbery.
Also, the "security guards" of the Varus supermarket, located at ul. Glinka 2-a, in "Most City Center", who had previously repeatedly demonstrated racial arrogance to me, demonstrated their awareness of the fact that I had been humiliated and robbed.