Thursday, April 2, 2009

BURMA


Drugs, elephant tusks, gorilla paws, rhinoceros horn- anything you want to buy- if you know the right people and have the money.
We crossed over into Myanmar from Thailand, nervously excited by being in The Golden Triangle, fabled location of all things illicit.
The marketplace was teeming with people. The stalls offered all manner of goods to purchase, especially American branded cigarettes, but you could also buy old pots and pans, electrical parts, denim jeans, 45 records, and native artifacts.
My eye was caught by one vendor who was openly selling tiger skins. Though they commanded what would have been a fortune in local currency, paying with American dollars would buy you a pelt for not that much money.
Although the sale of endangered animal parts and skins violates world conventions, Myanmar does its own thing, helped by an elaborate system of bribes and kickbacks that seem to be so interwoven into its economy that it will never be eliminated.
While it is sanctioned by the authorities to sell tiger skins in Burma, it is not sanctioned to take photographs of such items being sold! If caught, one risks certain confiscation of camera and equipment, a heavy fine, and perhaps even a term in a local jail.
The hair on the back of my neck was standing up, and my skin was tingling as I put my finger on the shutter release of my camera...

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