by order of yazov, they came to an anti-perestroika rally.ail noshkin, rises to the podium and looks for a long time at this huge silent crowd, and then suddenly jumps up to the entire square and shouts: “great, guys!” and the whole silent square... gasps and comes to life, instead of the insincere, sore soviet propaganda, suddenly a sincere, fiery, popular, personal sound sounded, when i felt that maybe this was a sincere word coming from the heart, which is still missing in our current political speeches. i met pugo, a wonderful, noble man, i was in marshal yazov’s office when he was informed by phone about the fergana events. even before that i knew starodubtsev, visiting his wonderful farm under tuly. at one of the rallies i met kryuchkov, the head of the kgb, who seemed small and dry to me as a person, from the conversations that came to me from this environment, from hints, omissions, telephone conversations, i felt that something was brewing, lining up, taking shape, this is what would later be called the state emergency committee on t