From my celebrity Facebook, I discovered that there is a huge economic forum going on in Russia. At the forum, Putin declared that the US is the world’s only superpower.

The poor bugger is convinced that Americans are eagerly awaiting this statement and will experience such triumphant joy on hearing it that they will remove the sanctions. I almost feel sorry for the old creep who has come to believe his own lie about a struggle between Russia and the US for the title of the world’s superpower. Just like 3 years ago he convinced himself half of Ukraine wanted to become part of Russia.

Propaganda is dangerous because when it’s good, its own authors start believing it.

After putting the baby to sleep for the night, I eat berries from a big orange bowl and read celebrity Facebook.

Famous authors pick their favorite European novels. Very interesting and unexpected. I never read most of them, to be honest.

[Video] Toilet discussions used to harrass and silence women. Outrageous.

Hans Fallada is finally being translated into English. That’s great news!

A propos our dog discussion, this is what dog lovers have done to dogs out of sheer love.

I finally saw the so-called Japanese Trump commercial and almost died of boredom. Only the Japanese can accomplish the incredible feat of making Trump so boring. Maybe Hillary should get herself an all-Japanese campaign team.

It’s clear as day why Russians broke into the DNC servers. Trump is hiding many things he is afraid might come to light during the election. The Russians are trying to help by finding out what the Dems have on him. Let’s not forget that Manafort was Putin’s employee in the Yanukovich campaign.

I have watched ESPN for the very first time in my life to see the new documentary O.J.: Made in America. It’s very well-made and problematic as hell. I do recommend.

And now the not-so-nice side of American people has started to come out. A collective hounding of the police officer who said, “Do you think it’s worth towing the car over a dog?” has begun.

The officer didn’t kick the dog, didn’t harm it, didn’t do anything bad at all. He simply said something some people found insensitive. The capacity of Americans to persecute somebody for saying something they don’t like knows no bounds.

The dog has been rescued, everything is fine, why not just go home, feeling good about the situation? But no, people have got to make trouble for the officer who didn’t even do anything wrong.

The expectations of verbal perfection are way too high. I’m all for being careful with words but I detest this habit of collectively hounding a person for saying something mildly unfortunate.

These days, people observe stop signs more thoroughly than ever. Because every stop sign is a chance to text.

Somebody noticed in our university’s parking lot a BMW with a small and miserable little dog in the backseat. We are in the midst of a heatwave, and the dog was suffering inside the hot locked car. People started congregating around the car and emailing everybody on campus to find out whose dog it was. Police was summoned. Campus security was called. The owner hasn’t showed up yet but the dog has been rescued.

I’m not into dogs but I’m always reminded of why I love Americans when I see such things happening. People care enough about a dog to stop doing what they were doing and hang around the car, making sure that the dog was rescued. Even though it’s hot and uncomfortable to be outside, they stayed until it was clear the dog was going to be fine. And when a police officer refused to help, they forced him to do his duty and help the animal by reciting the anti-animal cruelty statutes. This is so touching. So many kind, wonderful people around.

I’m also tired of hearing how nobody is excited about Hillary’s candidacy. Millions of people are extremely excited. I just spoke to two colleagues, female academics in their sixties, who said they were crying tears of joy when Hillary ran the Presumptive Nominee video.

“This is what we worked for our entire lives,” one said.

“I’m so happy I got to see this in my lifetime,” said another.

I was also in tears when I saw that video, and I resent all those (obviously male, what a surprise) smartasses who keep moaning that nobody is excited because anybody who is not them is, of course, a total nobody.