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...impromptu undercover operation was a piece of serendipity. Galster had come to the village of Krasny Yar to encourage the Udege to set up an anti poaching squad. Galster is the executive director of a private environmental-security organization called the Investigative Network, which helps fund the antipoaching team. Seeing a group of Americans in Krasny Yar, Leonid, the poacher/trader, had approached Sergei and offered his services as a hunting guide. After a short conversation it turned out that Leonid had a tiger skin and bones he wanted to sell. Sergei arranged for us to see the skin later...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: SIBERIA UNDERCOVER | 9/4/1995 | See Source »

...poacher Leonid was not in the same league as the Chinese syndicates. Preparing to meet the tiger seller in Krasny Yar, Galster had taken the precaution of taping over the recording indicator on his video camera so that he could film even when the camera appeared to be off. This turned out to be unnecessary, since the poacher even offered to pose with the skin of the year-old tiger he was selling. As we chatted, Leonid remarked that killing a tiger was a very bad thing among the Udege, but that it was O.K. for him to sell...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: SIBERIA UNDERCOVER | 9/4/1995 | See Source »

...script, I said it was a lot of money and wanted to think about it. Galster gave the poacher my binoculars as a gesture of good faith. Later Galster reported Leonid to a local biologist and was told that this was not his first transgression. As we left Krasny Yar, Galster pondered the delicate problem of telling Vladimir Shetinin, the head of the Amba antipoaching team, that he had given his binoculars to a tiger poacher...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: SIBERIA UNDERCOVER | 9/4/1995 | See Source »

...Eugene Linden/Krasny Yar...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: SIBERIA UNDERCOVER | 9/4/1995 | See Source »

Over Babi Yar, there are no memorials. The steep hillside like a rough inscription. I am frightened. Today I am as old as the Jewish race. I seem to myself a Jew at this moment. I, wandering in Egypt. I, crucified. I perishing...

Author: By Beth L. Pinsker, | Title: Remembering Babi Yar | 10/11/1991 | See Source »

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