anthony bordain "parts unknown" starts now. ♪ >>> beautiful, right?e can really indulge ourselves with something special. such a beautiful day. >> probably right. >> absolutely. now we're coming to the most beautiful fascination site, the forest of birch. good place. >> all hail the maximum leader. now, let's dance. ♪ >> thank you. >> well. ♪ i took a walk through this beautiful world ♪ ♪ felt the cool rain on my shoulder ♪ ♪ found something good in this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la la la la la ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la la la la la la >>> whatever you think of this guy, his dead, affectless eyes, his smooth pulled tight like a snare drum face, he ain't going anywhere. look at him. he's the russian superman, the kgb middle manager desk jockey turned expression of greater russia's hopes and dreams. he lets no opportunity to take his shirt off pass him by. pose with a large gun? he's there. and no matter how transparently autocratic, vengeful, oblivious to even a thin veneer of democracy, russians love