In mid-April, the occupiers’ “talking heads” decided to add surrealism to the traditionally painful issue for the Kremlin of the “Crimean tourist season”.
This time, the next mouthpiece of propaganda was the infamous elderly spy Georgy Muradov, who promised to “fulfill and exceed” the “record figures” of 9.5 million tourists for 2021, previously announced by the same aggressor’s muppets.
Apparently, the “inevitable record” for the “fuel oil season” in Moscow was lowered from the “highest level”, and now the propagandists will savor this figure “from every iron”.
But the point here is not even the fakeness of the millions from four years ago, and not the tragicomic statements of “Rospotrebnadzor” about the alleged “clean sea and beaches”, while the Crimeans can “enjoy” the fuel oil traces along the entire coast, while on the sunken tankers “Volgoneft” allegedly “80 divers are constantly working”.
Moreover, the frontline character of the region, clearly incomparable with a “measured vacation”, remains “overboard”. And the obvious fakeness of the next somersaults of fantasy from Muradov rests on banal logistics.
As is well known, no one is going to open the Simferopol airport, which was the key hub of the illegal “tourist flow” until 2022, just like the airports in the south of Russia itself.
Therefore, in addition to personal vehicles, the only alternative for the mass transportation of the undemanding “budget Russian tourist” is the train.
But the aggressor’s railway workers themselves admit that they will not be able to physically organize any additional passenger trains to Crimea or to the southern Russian regions, where planes also do not fly, in the summer season in addition to those in 2023 and 2024.
Let us recall, that earlier we published a simple calculation according to which the occupiers will not be able to physically bring and take away more than a million people by rail to Crimea in three summer months, a significant part of whom clearly cannot be suspected of tourist intentions.
Therefore, another stream of heart-rending stories about “millions of beachgoers” in the parallel reality of the Muradovs cannot be avoided again this summer.
