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  • Reporter's Campaign Diary: "They sold my future for some chicken keb

    Reporter's Campaign Diary: "They sold my future for some chicken kebabs"
    Grisha Balasanyan

    hetq
    22:00, April 14, 2012

    The political players participating in the May 6 parliamentary
    elections, realize that they can more easily `buy' the votes of people
    living in the outlying regions of Armenia than, say, those in Yerevan.

    No wonder then, that they have recently hauled out their heavy
    artillery and are crisscrossing the territory of Armenia.

    In the run-up to this election as well, the parties of the ruling
    coalition are actively buying the votes of the country's rural
    populace. Their agents are busy distributing a host of enticements,
    including jams and preserves, expired perfumes, cell phones, scarves,
    fertilizer, diesel fuel, as well as good old cash.

    People, especially in far-off villages are eagerly awaiting the
    elections, not so much to make their voice heard through the ballot
    box, but rather for personal gain. While it is difficult to condemn
    such behaviour, given the dire socio-economic condition faced by many,
    it is also difficult to comprehend such behaviour.

    Yesterday, when Prosperous Armenian Party leader Gagik Tsarukyan was
    on a campaign tour of Armavir and meeting with the villagers, I was
    taken aback by the throngs literally begging for money and gifts.

    So widespread is the phenomenon of looking for a handout within wide
    swaths of the rural populace that we might as well place a large X
    mark on attaining a brighter future for my generation and any dream of
    having a democratic Armenia any time soon.

    You hear people say - the youth is our future. But yesterday's
    lamentable show put on by our senior citizens, the grandfathers and
    grandmothers, crushed all the hopes of this young person for a
    brighter future.

    In the Armavir village of Dalarik, the grandmas were yelling out
    questions and pleas in unison to Tsarukyan, who leads a party that is
    not part of the ruling coalition. Their questions had nothing to do
    with the betterment of their village, increasing the amount of their
    pensions or other overriding issues.

    One granny pushed her way to Tsarukyan and cried that she had no money
    to pay the gas bill and that the utility had shut it off. Another
    wanted money to buy needed medications. A third simply couldn't afford
    to buy a loaf of bread.

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