Russian Night Tv [TESTED]

A man with a face like a friendly bulldog is selling a “miracle mop” that can also clean a grill. But he is not shouting. He is whispering. “Are you tired?” he asks. “Tired of the dirt? Tired of the lies? Buy this mop. It is the only truth you will find today.”

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Then the cartoon ends. The screen cuts to black. A loud, cheerful jingle blasts from the speakers. It is 4:00 AM. Time for the infomercial . A man with a face like a friendly

Switch the channel. Now it is 2:00 AM. The screen is a grid of four shaky video feeds. A man with a face like a clenched fist argues with a woman whose hair is a helmet of hairspray. The topic: “Was Stalin a good manager?” The subtitles run along the bottom in yellow, but they are always two seconds behind the rage. The man slams the table. The woman adjusts her microphone. The host, a skeletal creature in a shiny suit, does nothing to intervene. He smiles. He is a scientist, and the argument is his petri dish. “Are you tired