Kuzbass businessman and civil activist Vyacheslav Chernov shared his unique experience in building a road on state-owned land:
“I've been building the road all day. I'll continue tomorrow. To rent equipment, you need to wait in line for 1-2 weeks. I waited. I had at my disposal an impressive excavator, a large loader and a dump truck.
I must admit that I felt rather strange and ridiculous.
The authorities took out all the valuable timber from the huge land mass, drew the land into rectangles of 30 by 40 meters and sold for 300-500 thousand.
And build the road yourself if you want to use the site.
In the civilized world, they have long been accustomed to the fact that a road is a very complicated technical structure, the construction of which takes into account many factors: the presence of water bodies, landscape features, the state of the soil, drainage of melt and rainwater, and so on.
This is a complex, time-consuming, technological process, and therefore in normal countries the state deals with the construction of roads.
But not with us.
Where I build the road, there are many neighbors and absolutely everyone understands that it is in this place that the road is needed most of all. Ask anyone - where is the road needed? He pokes a finger and says - over there! Everyone understands, but not the authorities. They don't understand. And even more than they do not understand - they do not care.
But what is clear to all neighbors doesn’t mean anything, because I simply don’t have the energy or the time to conduct tiresome negotiations and collect money with all those interested in this road. To do this, I need to abandon everything for a couple of months and deal exclusively with this issue. I can’t afford it. And so I build the road at my own expense.
And I feel very stupid. Not only that - it's also fucking expensive!
And nothing can be done, because the road is needed there, it is necessary there, its absence in this place violates all the laws of logic and common sense, all the design rules and all sorts of other norms.
At such moments, you especially keenly understand those who are happy with everything in this country - these are idlers and parasites, lazy people and lovers of freebies.
These are drones who either don't really do anything, or parasitize on other people's efforts. And so they are doing well.
Because if you really do something, you immediately go nuts from the meaninglessness and vacuousness of our state, which is like a dried-up mummy - all forces are spent on preserving its lifeless form, and inside there is a gaping helpless emptiness.
...I can't believe it - tomorrow I'm going to build a road again. This is really surrealistic..."