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by  Vladimir Nikolaevich Megre

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First published in 1996
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Vladimir Nikolaevich Megre
Anastasia
«The Ringing Cedars of Russia»
book series
2013
CONTENTS
CONTENTS
FOR..E..W....O...R..D................................................................................................................................................7
PERE..S...T...R...O...I..K...A.....................................................................................................................................8
THE R....I.N....G...I..N...G.... .C...E...D...A...R....................................................................................................................1..6
MEET....I.N....G............................................................................................................................................3...0
MAN ..O..R.... .B...E...A...S...T...?..............................................................................................................................3..7
WHO .A...R...E.... .T...H....E...Y....?...........................................................................................................................4...0
A FOR..E...S...T.... .B...E...D...R...O...O...M......................................................................................................................4...4
ANAS.T....A...S..I..A...'.S... ..M....O...R...N....I..N...G.............................................................................................................4...6
ANAS.T....A...S..I..A...'.S... ..R...A...Y..........................................................................................................................4...9
CONC..E...R...T.... .I..N... ..T...H....E... .T....A...I.G....A..........................................................................................................5...6
WHO .W.....I.L...L... .L...I..G...H...T.... .A... .N....E...W..... .S...T...A...R.............................................................................................6...2
HER B...E...L...O...V...E....D... .S...U....M....M.....E...R... ..P...E...O...P...L...E........................................................................................7..3
FROM.. ..T...H....E... .A...D...V....I.C....E... .O...F... .A...N...A...S...T....A...S...I.A......................................................................................7..6
The Se.e..d.. .I..s... .a.. .D...o..c..t...o..r...............................................................................................................7..6.
Who Be.e...s.. ..S..t...i.n..g.........................................................................................................................8...0.
"Hello, .M....o...r..n..i.n..g..!.".......................................................................................................................8...4.
Evening.. .R...o..u..t...i.n..e.........................................................................................................................8...5.
He Pre.p..a..r..e..s... .E...v..e...r..y..t..h...i.n..g.. .H....i.m....s..e...l.f......................................................................................8...6.
DREA..M....I..N....G... .U....N...D...E....R... .Y....O...U...R.... .S...T...A...R...........................................................................................8...9
STAR.. .W....O...M.....A...N....................................................................................................................................9..1
YOUR.. ..C...H....I.L...D...'.S... .H....E...L...P...E...R... ..A...N...D... .T....E...A...C...H....E...R............................................................................9..7
FORE.S...T... .S...C...H....O...O..L............................................................................................................................1..0...2
ATTE..N....T...I..O...N... .T....O... .M.....A...N.................................................................................................................1..0...5
FLYIN...G.... .S...A...U....C...E...R...?... .N...O...T....H...I..N...G... ..S..P...E....C...I..A...L.............................................................................1..1..0
THE B...R....A...I.N.... .I..S... .A... .S...U....P...E...R...C...O...M.....P...U....T...E....R.................................................................................1..1..5
"... IN. .H....I..M.... ..W....A...S... .L...I..F..E....;. .A...N....D... .T...H....E... .L...I..F...E... .W.....A...S.. ..T...H....E... .L...I..G...H...T.... .O...F... .M.....E...N... ........".............1..2...2
YOU N....E...E....D... .T...O... .C....H...A...N....G...E... .Y....O...U....R... .W.....O..R....L..D...–...V...I..E...W..............................................................1..2...6
MORT...A...L... .S...I..N....................................................................................................................................1..2...9
TOUC..H....I.N....G... .P...A....R...A...D...I..S..E................................................................................................................1..3...3
WHO .R...A...I..S...E...S... .O...U....R... .S...O...N...?.............................................................................................................1..3..7
ACRO.S...S... .A... .S...P...A...N.... .O...F.. ..T...I..M.....E.........................................................................................................1..4..1
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AN OD..D.... .Y....O..U....N....G... .W.....O..M.....A...N...........................................................................................................1..4...3
BUGS...................................................................................................................................................1..5...0
DREA..M....S... .A...R....E... .T....H...E... ..C...R...E...A...T....I..O..N.... .O...F... .T...H....E... .F...U....T...U....R...E......................................................1..5...2
ACRO.S...S... .T....H...E... ..D...A...R...K... .F...O...R...C...E....S..'.. .S...P...A...N... .O...F... .T....I.M.....E...............................................................1..6...2
STRO.N....G... .P...E...O...P...L...E............................................................................................................................1..7..1
WHO .A...R...E.... .Y....O..U....,. .A...N....A...S..T....A...S...I.A...?.................................................................................................1..8...0
AN AP...P...E...A...L... .F...R...O...M..... .V...L...A...D...I..M.....I.R.... .M.....E...G...R...E.... .T...O... .H....I..S.. ..R...E...A...D...E...R....S....................................1..8...5
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FOREWORD
«Not being a writer, without any experience in writing
creatively, I have to apologize to my readers for the narrative
style. This book does not belong to social and political
journalism or fiction, fantastic or adventure stories. In spite
of all the phenomenal and fantastic events which have been
described. I have failed to determine its genre. This book is a
story about an unordinary woman possessing a gift of healing
a soul and a body of a man.»
Vladimir Megre
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PERESTROIKA
With the start of perestroika in Russia in 1990, people were suddenly al-
lowed to start their own private businesses.
For the peoples of the Soviet Union, where entrepreneurship had been
considered a crime punishable by law, up to and including imprisonment,
this decision was revolutionary.
Approximately a third of the population, especially in the capital and ma-
jor cities, was inspired to dream of a self-defined future that resembled the
happy and luxurious life of Western millionaires.
Novosibirsk, where I was living at that time, was three thousand kilomet-
ers from the Soviet Union's capital, Moscow, but even its inhabitants did
their best to keep up with those in the capital in setting up businesses of
their own.
The businesses of Siberia's first entrepreneurs were primarily small. They
offered consumer services, engaged in small retail trade, and opened small
cafés and shops. Those able to obtain used but good equipment, install it in
some half-basement, and start producing the plastic jewelry fashionable at
the time were practically considered industrialists.
I was lucky. I was able to charter the three largest passenger ships of the
western Siberian river shipping line. I used one of these—a triple-decker
with a restaurant, bar, and conference room—for pleasure cruises and held
conferences on them for Siberian entrepreneurs.
By that time I had been elected president of Siberian Cooperator, an in-
terregional association of entrepreneurs.
I considered myself a successful and fortunate entrepreneur. However,
there were also major problems. Some in society did not like the new busi-
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nessmen.
At the beginning of perestroika, Russian society split into two seemingly
irreconcilable parts. Some wanted to engage in private business, and seeing
nothing bad in the capitalist system, wanted to live in a society on the
Western model.
Then there were the veterans of war and labor who categorically rejected
the innovations in the country. They were not hard to understand, either.
Before perestroika began, an elderly man, often a veteran of the front or
a hero of socialist labor, would put on his medals on holidays and walk in a
parade. He would speak to young people in schools. He considered his life
worthy of respect and properly lived, to the good of socialist society. Now
suddenly, everything had changed drastically, and it turned out they had
been building the wrong society. They should have been building a capital-
ist, not a socialist one. They had been wrong to overthrow the Russian tsar
in 1917 and execute his entire family. This old man's decorations now at-
tested not to his valor but to the fact that he had stood on the front lines to
construct what society did not need. How could such a man look his chil-
dren and grandchildren in the eye now? People like this attended rallies at
the beginning of perestroika.
One day I happened to be part of just such a rally.
During negotiations with businessmen from Turkey, my secretary told me
that a spontaneous rally was assembling near the offices of the Novosibirsk
Regional Committee of the Communist Party and they were shouting slo-
gans against entrepreneurs. I apologized to the Turkish delegation and de-
cided to take a group of my colleagues to the rally. We were afraid that after
the rally the crowd would start smashing private shashlyk stands and little
shops.
"You should change clothes," one of my colleagues advised me. "If the
crowd sees us in our business suits, they'll be even more bitter."
"I should, but there's no time."
So we drove to the rally in two cars, an imported Mercedes and a Russian
UAZ SUV. We got out of our cars wearing our elegant suits, white shirts, and
ties, and I looked basically like a London dandy in my elegant white suit.
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We stood there watching the ralliers and not knowing what to do.
There were fifteen hundred or two thousand of them. Red flags waved
over the crowd. The slogans: "We won't allow capitalism." "Entrepreneurs
are sucking the people's blood." "Hold traitors to the party's cause respons-
ible." An elderly man with medals on his chest was speaking with rage and
anguish on an improvised stage.
"Our generation has been betrayed! Our entire generation! Our genera-
tion! We shed blood in the trenches. We kept the fascist scum from seizing
our homeland. We went hungry and lived in tents, but we built plants and
factories. We built cities. We built socialism and dreamed of communism."
Every once in a while an invalid on crutches would add his assent: "We
did not spare ourselves."
Two old women chorused, "Pension! Pension!"
It was obvious the shouts from the crowd were getting the speaker
worked up.
"We will stop the bloodsuckers and the bourgeois. You can't even buy
meat in the market because it's all been bought up for their shashlyk stands.
Let's smash their kiosks like hydra nests," he challenged.
The crowd chorused, "Smash them! Smash them! Smash them!"
"We built our lives for our children, not them"—and he gestured toward
our group.
All the ralliers turned in our direction. Silence fell. The crowd seemed
poised to pounce in our direction.
Then I grabbed the megaphone and climbed onto the SUV's roof, not yet
knowing what I was going to say. So I began without preface.
"You say you worked for your children, and here we are—your children.
We decided to become entrepreneurs. And build a life no worse than in
America. The law now allows us to engage in private business. Thank you
for your efforts, but what you built doesn't really suit us, and we want to
build something of our own. But if you start smashing things, you won't get
any pension at all because we're the ones contributing the money for your
pension. Entrepreneurs are not bloodsuckers. Entrepreneurs are people who
are trying to do something sensible for the country, and for themselves, nat-
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