Recently, a Swedish think tank realized that the most efficient starting point for Santa Claus—to best deliver presents to greedy little children with the least “dead time” in transit—was in the middle of Kyrgyzstan. Considering the many issues facing the country—from the worrying rise of Hiz-ut Tahrir in Ferghana to the rolling waves of arrests as the “I do not believe” protesters who (correctly, for the record) claim the recent election was corrupt and unfair—I thought welcoming Santa Claus would be a welcome distraction, a nice way to feel good and perhaps demonstrate not only the country’s central location to helping celebrate a commercialized Christian/pagan holiday, but also it’s stark beauty.

Ala-Archa Mountains, courtesy Assel at neweurasia.net
Well, Kyrgyzstan has adopted the “Home of Santa” idea whole-heartedly, and is now in the process of renaming one of its many beautiful unnamed peaks after him. On Wednesday, a team of climbers set off to scale the peak and drop a capsule containing the Kyrgyz flag, by Christmas Eve (appropriately enough) proclaiming this mystical summit “Mount Santa Claus“.
But why would a country that is 75% Muslim launch itself into a version of Christmas fever? It’s very easy:
- They are not crazies! This is very important to remember.
- Tourism. With no natural resources save lots of gorgeous Colorado-esque wilderness, Kyrgyzstan could make a killing on eco- and adventure tourism.
Next summer, there will be a Santa Summit of some sort. Who’s in?

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Maybe they can at once turn the country into a Santa Claus-with-kalpak theme park where Chinese tourists can come and toss nuts and coins at the natives.
I think the term “marketing” sounds lot better than “prostituting” oneself.
I agree with Brian, though to be fair to Ataman the line between the two is often not very well defined.
I think there is st. more going on beyond the’tourism marketing’ mantra. As an old Kyr hand, if I may, I noticed that this society is cuturally and socially uprooted to an extent that is comparable with the Native Americans or some African societies. Much of the establishment and part of the population tries to ‘be European’ by all means to an extent that it becomes caricatural if not outright sad. It’s much like the kid at school who does everything to fit with the popular crowd, not able or wanting to know that (s)he will never be accepted anyway and eventually ends up nowhere.
Besides, I don’t believe in that tourism eldorado approach.