# Fedya, dich! (part 2) Author: anti-colorados. Translated by theo. Original article: [link](https://dl-news.defence-line.org/?p=61600)  No matter how you look at it, this performer has such a deep rabbit hole of absurdity that Alice, having fallen into it, would be falling for a very long time - possibly growing old without ever reaching the bottom. That said, he’s not the only performer worthy of attention. For example, we haven’t heard in a while from a certain Nikita Mikhalkov, who once dubbed himself *Besogon* (roughly, "demon banisher"). That pseudonym is quite telling in a country where the public knows songs like *Vladimirsky Central*, *Ushanochka*, or *Murka* by heart. They interpret a callsign like that quite differently - and honestly, that meaning fits this figure far better, especially considering his rather colorful lineage. On that note, it’s worth recalling just three characters from his family. Nikita himself once proudly mentioned that a distant ancestor of his was *postelnik* (bedchamber servant) to none other than Tsar Peter I of Moscow. In other words, this ancestor was such a trusted figure that in cold weather, he was allowed to warm the tsar’s bed before he lay down. According to accounts from the time, skilled *postelniks* operated in turbo mode, warming the bed as quickly as possible. Of course, this required heavy intake of steamed turnip beforehand, but the “turbine” worked reliably, and the tsar was likely satisfied. Then again, Peter the Great was notorious for his libertine character and paid little heed to gender boundaries - so who knows what other “modes” Nikita’s ancestor may have possessed? The second notable figure that highlights the essence of this old lineage was Nikita’s father. He was famous for children’s poems and, more importantly, for writing the anthem of the USSR. Anyone in the know might ask: which version exactly? After all, throughout the existence of the Soviet Union, party policies shifted dramatically, so the lyrics had to keep up. And so, his father rewrote the anthem as many times, and in whatever way, the party line demanded. The third figure was Nikita’s father’s brother - his uncle - who was a military officer. At the start of the war with Germany, he bravely surrendered. Since he spoke fluent German, he quickly found a spot in the SS, where he built a career as an officer in the *Totenkopf* Division. Notably, he composed marches and anthems for the infamous division. Talent, as they say, is hard to waste. With such a rich pedigree, Nikita Mikhalkov himself loyally served every master - both in the Soviet era and beyond. He was the first to publicly address the current tsar as *Your Excellency.* A pity that heating is no longer handled the old-fashioned way - otherwise, no doubt, he’d be warming the bed for PruTin too… maybe even for Kabaeva. Thankfully, strong genetics run in the family, and he’s no stranger to “turbo modes.” From time to time, he reemerges to display his servility in the most flamboyant ways, and PruTin has duly cataloged him among his loyal, if dimwitted, lackeys. It makes sense - Mikhalkov never knew moderation in his sycophancy, always going full “overkill,” which led to him being quietly pushed aside. But he always hovered by the door, and the moment it cracked open, Nikita would be right there. And now, a new description of the “master’s” approach to the press has surfaced online. It goes as follows: > Film director and propagandist Nikita Mikhalkov said that more than 20 years > ago, Russian President Vladimir Putin confided in him about his divine > chosenness. ‘We were talking, and he said to me: “Just imagine who I used to > be and who I’ve become. Do you really think God did this just so I could > finish what others didn’t manage to eat?”’… According to the propagandist, > that was the moment he ‘understood the essence’ of the president and ‘the > seriousness of the mission this man had taken on in leading a vast and great > country.’