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"Kazan" in cellophane

Simferopol detectives stopped a Chevrolet on the Yevpatoriya highway. The foreign car had suspicious DVDs with white powder in the car. The driver was in a hurry, he really wanted to make it to the KaZantip music festival. The white powder sprayed on the disks turned out to be amphetamine. A heavy synthetic drug popular at high-end parties. Each disk contained 10 grams. And there was a whole bag of this "music".

Thus, the people of the "Republic of Z" lost their most original method of drug delivery. However, the grown-up "junkies" who settled on the sea sand near the children's resort of Yevpatoriya were not too upset. Here, to the village called Popovka, day and night, caravans of walkers with ecstasy tablets, the same amphetamine and, most importantly, with "grass" go. Hemp was planted especially for the festival in the villages of the Crimean foothills. Sensational police statistics: the turnover of drug trafficking in Crimea exceeds the total budget of this autonomous republic.

The cheerful "grass" has become a traditional hedge for the vegetable gardens of the Simferopol settlement of Partizanskoye. Local grannies with an experienced hand pluck the ends to increase the fruit cones and perform a number of other manipulations that improve the quality of the raw material. The excuse for the local police officer is that "drug addicts are throwing themselves at hemp, and the tomatoes and cucumbers remain safe and sound."

Another joke of the southern steppe is planting hemp in the thickets of wild blackthorn. The middle of the blackthorn island is cut down and sown with the herb. A protective ring of thorny bushes is left along the outer edge. It is very difficult to get through it. Steppe blackthorn is considered a reserve: it serves as a reliable shelter for birds' nests and little hares. But now birds of a completely different kind sing in these blackthorns.

Before the opening of "KaZantip", a very serious delegation from the Department for Combating Drugs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Ukraine arrived here.

“We in no way want to say that drug addicts gather at this festival,” said deputy head of the department Iv an Bashta. - But the facts, as they say, take place. Drugs are mainly traded outside the festival area.

"Beyond the territory" - this is behind the high bars of the fence. A super-reliable steel fence around the "young republic" along the entire perimeter. Naked girls with the only clothes made of Rastafarian braids walk behind the bars. And at the two gates-turnstiles there are fully dressed and well-armed guards: gas, batons, bulletproof vests, etc.

A one-time entrance to the zone costs $40. A "pass" or permanent visa costs several times more. The prices in the local dives are such that overseas Ibiza can rest.

The main buzz on the seven large coastal dance floors begins at night. During the day, the festival crowd sleeps off in apartments in the village of Popovka with rooms for 30-50 USD per day. The guests of "Z" in search of absolute happiness not only abolished moral standards. They worked on the spelling and moved the stress in the word Popovka to the first syllable. The reason for the transfer is that there are more than enough naked butts here.

The KaZantip project originated in the early nineties and acquired its name from the Azov cape Kazantip, located on the eastern tip of Crimea. Nearby there was a small family resort called Shchelkino and the phantasmagoric ruins of an unfinished nuclear power plant.

The reactor dances burst out across the CIS, gathering more than seven thousand non-conformists. The guys painted old suitcases yellow and went to "have a blast". The yellow suitcase served as the only pass, everything was cheap and cheerful.

After the thermonuclear dances within the walls of the nuclear power plant, the frightened authorities of Shchelkino kicked "Kazantip" out of the Kazantip land. However, the event survived and was transferred to the area of ​​respectable Sudak. Having trampled the elite vineyards and screwed with syringes in the royal bays of the New World, "Kazantip" again received a kick in the bare bottom: they flew across the entire sunny peninsula and found themselves on the western coast of Crimea.

Once upon a time, these endless sandy beaches were occupied by countless Soviet "savage" holidaymakers. Tent cities stretched for tens of kilometers. After the collapse of the Union, only ruins remained from the Yevpatoria campsites. The coastal wasteland was of no use to anyone. The invasion of "Z" became the salvation of the impoverished Popovka. Local residents fleece unimaginable money from visiting idiots and are not at all offended by "Popa".

Over the decade and a half of Kazantip wanderings, the most promoted festival in Crimea has changed dramatically not only the prices. The audience has changed. The old lads are gone. The main age is "well over twenty and well over thirty". People are well-off, successful, rich. Expensive video equipment, cool mobile phones on their bellies and wads of dollars in their handbags. The old painted suitcases are forgotten. Now they travel with branded cases covered in luxurious yellow leather.

Today's "Republic Z" openly boasts of its relaxed morals and freedom of relationships. Under the thin shade of artificial palms - a seemingly unlimited democracy. At the same time, the guards strictly monitor the crowd to "shoot up" and swallow pills behind the fence. The truncheons on the belts of the so-called "security angels" are not in vain. As soon as a group of Muscovites, St. Petersburgers and Volgograders made noise in a cafe - they were beaten half to death. With broken heads, lacerated wounds and broken limbs, the Russians were taken out of the territory and thrown on the floor of the police station. All "freedom Z" ended with a blow to the ribs with an iron rod. Statements from the victims are in the Russian consulate. However, it turned out that the absolute majority of the democrats of KaZantip willingly submitted to the rod discipline and remained behind the iron fence.

Despite the seeming freedom, the music festival in Popovka and the equally wild biker convention near Sudak are held according to strict laws. A professional hook - and the violator of the rules lies face down in the sand. The party-goers are no longer driven by the former spirit of rebellion. They are servants of a fashionable cult, where everything is correct and smooth.

The owner of a factory producing artificial caviar from Tolyatti, biker Ruslan came to Crimea on a "Kawasaki". The motorcycle costs ten times more than the annual salary of the average Russian. And in Ruslan's garage there are three more such "bikes". Moscow top manager Stas was relaxing on "Kazantip". In the midnight ecstasy he lost his purse with a thousand dollars, but he is not upset. The pleasure was worth it.

Sometimes groups of young, "uninhibited" Crimeans sit on the outside of the fence.

- Why don't we go inside? Are we fools to pay that kind of money? We're cool here: the sea, our own music, girls - everything's free...

Behind the fence, everything is really "for free". But every year it becomes more noticeable how few of these guys catch someone else's buzz. Young people are starting to listen to other music and are visibly escaping from the control of show business, close to the authorities. Today's student dorms are already being carried by a completely different "squadron of crazy thoughts".

This can be seen on the beach near Yevpatoriya, where well-fed gentlemen of their second youth lick amphetamine from DVDs. The same thing is happening in Moscow, when a bomb for the "black" Cherkizovsky market is being assembled by completely normal, ordinary students. And society clearly stops condemning them, just as it did not condemn revolutionary bombers a century ago.

One of the best Crimean newspapers made a characteristic conclusion: the officially recognized "Republic Z" can be accepted if you discard the moral, ethical and religious aspects. That is, if you are a well-packed herd.

There were almost no 18-year-olds at "KaZantip-2006". It seems they choose different songs.

Mishka-cone
31.08.2006
This is not a Rastafarian party I tell you, it's better to be savage with friends and big shots on some beach...

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04/21/2007
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