The armed mutiny had ended. Ordinary Muscovites were in the streets, flocking to stare at the charred shell of the White House, the skyscraper parliament building they had sardonically renamed "the Black House." Wiping tears from her cheeks, a woman with henna-streaked gray hair said to fellow gawkers, "I don't know what Rutskoi would have been like as a leader, but I'm fed up with Yeltsin."
"It's a good thing we won't have a chance to find out what Rutskoi is like," a well-dressed young man snapped. A Rutskoi supporter responded, "You will wake up when you have to clean American...
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