Whispers of an "evil power" were heard in lines at dairy
    shops, in streetcars, stores, arguments, kitchens, suburban
    and long-distance trains, at stations large and small,
    in dachas and on beaches.  Needless to say, truly mature
    and cultured people did not tell these stories about an
    evil power's visit to the capital. In fact, they even
    made fun of them and tried to talk sense into those who
    told them. Nevertheless, facts are facts, as they say,
    and cannot simply be dismissed without explanation:
    somebody had visited the capital. The charred cinders
    of Griboyedov alone, and many other things besides,
    confirmed it.  Cultured people shared the point of view
    of the investigating team: it was the work of a gang of
    hypnotists and ventriloquists magnificently skilled in
    their art.
			- M. Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita