A man walking along a Moscow street, stops in front of a shop with a large plate-glass window. All the shelves are empty, but there's babuschka at the far end. Vodka has made him a bit talkative, so he walks in.
"Comrade" he says to babuschka, "I see that today you have no meat"

An old Russian is standing in the queue waiting to buy some bread when they run out.

He exclaims how terrible things are, attracting worried glances from fellow shoppers.

A man in a long coat tells the old man that he should be more careful. "In the old days old man you could be shot for saying things like that".

The old man then crys: