"It's not that I've ever been scared of anybody, but you pick the wrong person and … It's why we don't have a proper Paparazzi here."
That's a comment from one of the members of Russia's celebrity press, on why she keeps a respectful distance from her subjects. (The billionaire with the tennis-playing model on his arm may be a conservative energy executive, or he might be ex-KGB or a Chechen warlord). This story begins with the stunningly bad taste on display at this year's Moscow Millionaire's Fair (where you can buy a stuffed sabre-toothed tiger or a rhinestone Mercedes), and ends with a more general look into the lives of the world's scariest but in many ways its least powerful billionaires.
Worth reading in its entirety.