Leonid M. Chernovetsky, Kiev’s unpredictable mayor, likes to answer his critics in his own special way. When Parliament members said he was acting bizarrely and needed a psychiatric exam, he went to a stadium where he jogged for the cameras before yanking off his shirt and doing pull-ups. He swam laps and flexed his muscles like Charles Atlas. Then he held a news conference — in his tiny bathing suit.
He makes eccentric suggestions (a statue of Ukraine’s most famous poet should be erected in Africa) and staffing decisions (firing a zoo director for not finding a mate for an elephant), and personal gestures (offering to sell his kisses in a lottery). He interrupts meetings by warbling melancholy Soviet ballads, and even issued a CD on which he covers his favorites. ‘Who sings better than me?’ he asked. ‘Nobody does, besides God.’