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    The Economist
    May 27, 2006
    U.S. Edition

    Inside the mad despot's realm; Turkmenistan

    ashgabat and mary

    A rare visit to one of the world's most secretive and repressive
    countries

    THERE is not much to laugh about on state television in Turkmenistan.
    But viewers may be forgiven for feeling a little quiet satisfaction
    at the spectacle, late last month, of Gurbanbibi Atajanova, the
    former chief state prosecutor otherwise known as the iron lady,
    tearfully begging not to be sent to prison after being accused of
    possessing 25 houses, 36 cars and 2,000 head of cattle. Ms Atajanova
    led the purges that, in recent years, systematically removed anyone
    who tried to challenge, or simply to rein in, President Saparmurat
    Niyazov, the self-styled Turkmenbashi, or "father of Turkmen".

    Not, of course, mentioned by state television was the fact that, on
    the very same day, Mr Niyazov was himself under attack. A
    London-based human-rights organisation, Global Witness, was accusing
    him of siphoning off most of the country's estimated $2 billion a
    year in gas revenues and concealing them in offshore accounts. One of
    these contains $4 billion, alleges one well-informed insider.

    Such topics cannot be discussed in Turkmenistan. Any criticism or
    dissent is defined as treason and is punishable by long prison terms,
    confinement to psychiatric hospital or internal banishment, mostly to
    arid salt flats by the Caspian Sea. Private conversations everywhere
    are monitored by eavesdropping informers, as well as bugs and
    phone-taps. E-mails are monitored (there is only one
    service-provider) and internet access rare: a trawl of the capital
    reveals not one functioning public outlet. Surveillance, already
    tight, has been ratcheted up after a failed coup attempt in 2002.

    Yet there is much that needs to be discussed. Ashgabat, the capital,
    is a surreal showpiece of grandiose, neo-Stalinist buildings of
    gleaming white marble, with giant portraits and gold statues of the
    Turkmenbashi everywhere - including one, arms aloft, that constantly
    revolves through 360 degrees, so that it always faces the sun. Behind
    the glitz lies a grim reality; rutted tracks leading from four-lane
    highways to windowless, one-room homes, including converted railway
    containers, surrounded by debris and animals. Some of these are
    inhabited by those whose homes - and entire neighbourhoods - were razed
    to make way for "renovation" and offered no compensation. In one, a
    middle-aged woman struggles to bring up her nephew (her sister, a
    heroin addict like many in Turkmenistan, is too ill). But Olga has
    lost her job under new laws because she is of Armenian and Ukrainian
    descent.

    Such are the priorities of a regime that squanders money on prestige
    projects of dubious benefit, including an ice-rink, a huge
    half-finished artificial lake, vast mosques, gold-domed palaces and
    soon a new zoo, complete with penguins, in a country where the summer
    temperature tops 50°C. At the same time, public health and
    education - the only worthwhile legacies of the Soviet Union, from
    which Turkmenistan became independent in 1991 - have been all but
    dismantled.

    This year's outlook is even grimmer than last's. In January, 100,000
    people had their pensions cancelled, those of another 250,000 were
    severely cut back, and sickness and maternity benefits were ended.
    Unusually, the decrees led to protests, including demonstrations in
    the port town of Turkmenbashi, while a Niyazov statue in the city of
    Mary (once known as Merv) had its arm sawn off and a bucket of human
    faeces thrown over it.

    Then, in April, Mr Niyazov announced a further "reform" to the
    already crippled health service, adding new charges that will make
    its few remaining services yet more inaccessible. Most hospitals
    outside the capital have closed and the remainder offer only
    rudimentary care, lacking staff, equipment and medicines, condemning
    thousands to death from common, treatable illnesses such as
    tuberculosis.

    Every Monday at 8am, Turkmenistan's schoolchildren line up to recite
    the oath of allegiance to the president, part of a
    youth-indoctrination programme that is progressively replacing the
    conventional curriculum. Its core is the two-volume Ruhnama, "The
    Book of the Spirit", a homespun collection of thoughts on Turkmen
    history and culture that pupils are required to spend hours studying.
    Visits to bookstores reveal shelves lined with nothing but the
    president's works. Meanwhile, mandatory education has been reduced
    from ten years to nine and most rural kindergartens have closed, as
    have all libraries outside the capital. Russian-language teaching has
    been largely phased out, music and ballet schools closed and almost
    all teachers of ethnic-minority origins sacked under rigorously
    enforced "Turkmenisation" policies that demand racial purity,
    traceable back three generations, for all workers in state
    institutions, including hospitals.

    Higher education is severely run down. The annual intake is now under
    3,000, a tenth of the pre-independence figure, courses have been cut
    to two years and standards are so poor they are unacceptable abroad.
    Worse, the president has ordered that no foreign degrees will
    henceforth be recognised. Anyone with a qualification gained abroad
    is either being sacked or refused a job. One economist says that all
    but two of her high-school class of 30 have emigrated because they
    see no future at home. "You have students returning with degrees from
    the world's best universities - MBAs from Stanford, for instance - who
    can't get jobs," she says. "We are the last educated generation,"
    sighs another professor.

    In rural areas, the problems are different. Cotton is the main crop,
    but the past three harvests have been catastrophic because of a
    requirement to sell at state-set prices so low that farmers are left
    with annual incomes of around $100. Unemployment is estimated at over
    70%, exacerbated by public-sector layoffs, and by laws restricting
    job-seekers to their home towns. Such is the pressure to obtain work
    that bribes are standard. Even the scarf-swathed army of women
    sweeping Ashgabat's streets with twig brooms have to pay officials,
    Turkmen say.

    Despite widespread unhappiness with the regime, most Turkmen do not
    see a way out. Rebellion looks impossible, given the level of
    repression and fear; and state benefits (free gas and electricity and
    highly subsidised fuel, since plentiful gas and oil are
    Turkmenistan's only blessing) take some of the edge off discontent.
    Besides, people are brainwashed by a relentless propaganda machine
    orchestrated by four state-television channels, two radio stations
    and several newspapers propounding the idea of a "golden age". Exiled
    opposition groups have little influence, and pressure from the
    outside, given Turkmenistan's large mineral reserves, is shamefully
    muted.

    There is, though, much speculation about the 66-year-old
    Turkmenbashi's health. He has had heart surgery, and has a team of
    eight top-notch German doctors constantly on call. This raises other
    problems, most obviously the lack of a mechanism for an orderly
    transfer of power, coupled with the lack of any democratic tradition
    in a conservative, tribal society. Pessimistic Turkmen fear that a
    lost generation, uneducated beyond the Ruhnama, may fall prey to
    Islamic radicalism - and create a nasty failed state that could
    destabilise an already volatile region. A fine mess for a father to
    leave to his children.

    GRAPHIC: Facing the sun, presiding over ruin
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