Where is the ibb and where is the hard?

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This week, during the discussion about the future of an ethnopark in the village of SYB in one of the republican newspapers, a funny proposal arose - to call the park with an analogy with the glamorous resort on the Spanish Island. It sounds very beautiful, fresh and unusual.

And yet, I think that the authors of ideas should urgently visit the eba and at least somehow feel where the bs is and where is the hard? I'm not talking about geographical differences here. In principle, even a more ironic name for Komi village could hardly have come up with even an artist-cricaturist Viktor Porokhny.

... Twice over the past two weeks I stayed with the Yubsky disabled person Seryoga Chabanov, a person who has been chained for 15 years to a wheelchair, but one lives in a family house, drives a car, grows cucumbers and potatoes, builds a house and fish on Sysol. He himself is a ready -made ethno -park character, a magnificent model of a human breed that can survive in the most incredible conditions. Surviving contrary to everything, including contrary to the efforts of our power.

Today, the creation of a human attitude to disabled people in Syktyvkar is the creation of ramps in stores and present places. In this sense, the environment is absolutely unfavorable even for a person with two healthy legs. And, by the way, here in some places the horse about four legs - and then stumbles. What can I say about disabled person Seryoga.

And yet today Sergey Kabanov is trying to climb life on his own, having only two working limbs. He has already experienced the dashing 90s, and well-fed "zero". But before Paradise, in the form of an ethnic group, Sergey may not reach as a possible exhibit. The disabled person got into the blockade. He was actually cut off from the rest of the world. The local farmer broke a kilometer section of the dirt road with heavy equipment, along which shepherds and several more of his striking neighbors get from asphalt to their house. If the rains go and the road will become completely impenetrable, Sergey can be trapped all winter, like all the inhabitants of the place of podgories. The authorities are not able to influence either the farmer or the road that can be corrected with one truck with gravel or sand.

Another unbearable problem of a disabled person (“unbearable” for the authorities, for public utilities) - take out a garbage from the house of Chabanov. He has long risen behind the bath of the Babylonian tower, and Seryoga is not able to remove a bunch on his own. The garbage is taken out of the hut to the “Zad” voluntary assistants to a disabled person. But to dig a hole and push a bunch there and they can’t do it. Need a tractor.

I willingly believe that local, district, republican officials, builders, tour operators have enough desire and agility to master those hundreds of millions who should ensure the bright future of Komi Ibiza. I also willingly believe that over time the village of YB, like the overseas, can become a place of rest of the advanced Syktyvkar youth. But I am almost sure that for the huge plans, no one will reach Seregina’s “road of life, to his heap of garbage. So, the parallel-the BB-river will still sound like the most bitter irony ...