Yet another idiotic banquet. Patriotic speeches. Utterings of “Constantinople, Constantinople”. Bloody foolishness! We hear rumours from the kitchen staff that a general strike is in the offing. Most likely the “comrades” are really planning something big this time, but nothing of any decisive significance is likely to come of it; the “hydra” will be easily grinded down by the regularity of our policing methods. Unless, as some are now saying, the police themselves are in a state of collapse. If such is the case, our brother the bourgeoisie ought to watch out…
Can it really be that there has been nothing new in art in Petrograd? Where is Filonov living? I received the transfer (75 roubles), and thank you for your troubles.
I am working a lot.
My greetings to everyone.
Alexei had ½ a syringe of morphine injected and has been sleeping since 6 o’clock.
The weather was fine. Cyrill arrived from Odessa and joined us for breakfast. We went for a walk and sleigh-riding. At 6 o'clock we went to the cinema: the "Mystery Hand" was very interesting.