Pubdate: Sun, 13 Aug 2000 Source: Washington Post (DC) Section: Front Page Copyright: 2000 The Washington Post Company Contact: 1150 15th Street Northwest, Washington, DC 20071 Feedback: http://washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/edit/letters/letterform.htm Website: http://www.washingtonpost.com/ Author: Jon Jeter, Washington Post Foreign Service CRACK GAINS A HOLD ON SOUTH AFRICA JOHANNESBURG - Ashen and bleary-eyed, John Funkumue and Diane Gordon roam the flophouse's dark, dead air like vampires in a crypt, afraid of the sun. The couple awoke with the worst hunger, but without money to pay any of the drug dealers posted on the street corners outside. Through luck, larceny or hard labor, they will find a way. Ever since Funkumue took his first, slow drag from a crack cocaine pipe five years ago, then turned Gordon on to it, the vapor has become their life. "When we're together we're either high or looking to get high," said Gordon, 21, edgily sizing up a car pulling slowly into the hotel parking lot. "We're like dead men walking," said Funkumue, 27, his hard stare giving way to a half smile. "I used to go and steal for it. I can't deny that. We've tried to get off it and we come back [from treatment] with our cheeks all fat but then we go right back to it. The crack dealer gets every dime I lay my hands on." Six years after the fall of apartheid ended South Africa's international isolation, this nation has developed a dangerous taste for crack, the pellets of cooked cocaine that began poisoning poor, black neighborhoods in the United States in the mid-1980s. South Africa's reopening to the global community - including its drug trade - - came just as crack usage in the United States was beginning to plummet. Searching for new markets, the international drug cartels found one in this country of 41 million people, with its world-class airports and banks, affluent whites and a poor, black majority with just enough desperation and cash to buy the cheap, addictive offering. Virtually unseen in South Africa seven years ago, crack use is growing faster here than that of any other illicit substance. As they did in the United States, the gumball-size rocks are beginning to vaporize lives and families, transforming inner cities in tragically familiar ways. But unlike the U.S. crack trade, made murderously violent by turf battles and gunfights among rival gangs, drug trafficking in South Africa is largely peaceful, perhaps because dealers are so close-knit, law enforcement officials say. In the crowded Johannesburg slum known as Hillbrow, buff young black men stand on bustling street corners at midday shouting "sweets, sweets" to passersby and to conspicuous white suburbanites who buzz by in minivans, slam on the brakes, then speed away after a brief exchange. In hotels for transients that charge by the hour, prostitutes sell their services for roughly $8, the going rate for a rock of crack. Break-ins, carjackings and muggings are the currency of crack junkies, pushing an already soaring crime rate even higher. At the gleaming Mimosa Hotel, dealers park their luxury cars and retreat to the bar for a sip of champagne or cognac and whispered conversations with young, scantily clad women. Police here recover roughly $8,000 worth of crack cocaine each week but acknowledge that they aren't even scratching the surface. So awful is Hillbrow's disintegration that many residents have taken to calling it "Hellbrow." "When I first moved to South Africa in 1995, there was no crack here," said Ted Leggett, a former New York City police officer and Los Angeles prosecutor who is a professor at the University of Natal's School of Development Studies in Durban. "But now crack has really taken off. . . . I've gotten to watch what happened in New York City and Compton happen all over again." Police in South Africa recorded their first arrest for crack distribution in 1995. They arrested 230 suspected dealers in 1997 and nearly twice that number last year. Seizures of crack tripled from 1998 to 1999, and the amount of raw cocaine confiscated grew nearly 10 times between 1994 and 1998. Still, officers say their understaffed department uncovers only a fraction of the crack cocaine that flows in through Johannesburg's airport, which last year surpassed Cairo's as the busiest in Africa. Nearly 10 percent of those arrested at an inner-city Cape Town police station tested positive for cocaine, according to a survey conducted this year. At Phoenix House, a counseling and rehabilitation center in Johannesburg, 88 percent of people admitted this year have singled out crack cocaine as their primary addiction, said Assistant Director Adrie Vermeulen. The center did not treat a single patient for crack addiction before 1994. "There was nothing going on in the way of cocaine or crack trafficking in 1991," said Larry Frye, the first agent assigned by the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration to South Africa. "Now we're seeing crack everywhere." With their popular brand of homemade beer and potent homegrown marijuana known as dagga, South Africans remain far more likely to abuse alcohol and pot than any other substances. A synthetic depressant drug known as Mandrax has also been popular here since the '70s. But patterns changed when apartheid's collapse increased the number of immigrants and refugees from elsewhere in Africa and visitors from the West, including Latin America. Drug rings led by Nigerians, active for years in global cocaine and heroin markets, targeted South Africa as profitable new turf, according to law enforcement experts, academics and recovering crack addicts. First lowering the price to entice South Africa's poorer population, drug traffickers recruited prostitutes in Hillbrow and in inner-city neighborhoods in Durban and Cape Town to try crack. Often providing the drug for free initially, traffickers hoped to wean prostitutes off their reliance on Mandrax and addict them to crack. "You give her your best stuff her first time, the really strong stuff," said Jeremiah Okoye, 34, who moved to Johannesburg from Nigeria four years ago and said he has dealt crack from time to time to make ends meet. "But then when she came back you'd give her some rocks that were not quite as strong, and the next time you'd give her some that was even weaker still. Then you've got her chasing that really good high that she got the first time she smoked and she's yours. It's all about creating volume," he said. Once a prostitute was hooked, Okoye and others said, a dealer could rely on her to share her habits with her customers. "Prostitutes have a lot of reasons to turn her john on to crack," Leggett said. "Foremost, if she can get the guy to smoke crack, it's less likely that she'll actually have to have sex with him." Said Sgt. Kriban Naidoo, a spokesman for the Hillbrow Police District: "These guys are good businessmen, real clever entrepreneurs." While crack cocaine in the United States was from the start popularly linked to poor, inner-city blacks, crack in South Africa was initially used almost exclusively by white prostitutes, their white suburban customers and then the customers' friends and relatives. "When I first started using, I'd look around the hotel room and there was nothing but white guys lighting up," said Billy Gowanes, 29, who started smoking crack four years ago but recently completed an inpatient recovery program, his fourth attempt at rehabilitation. "But there is just so much demand for crack now that the hotels in Hillbrow are a real rainbow nation." Unemployment hovers above 30 percent here, the HIV infection rate is among the fastest-growing in the world - and the proliferation of crack could accelerate both. At 21, Steven Myers has lost everything to crack. He started using a year ago when his father unexpectedly joined him and his friends as they were smoking dagga one weekend afternoon, produced a crack pipe and said: "Here, try this." Within months, Myers said, "I had sold my car, my television, my clothes. I even sold my shoes and my bedclothes." When his girlfriend tired of his habit and the loans that he never repaid, she threatened to tell his parents. "Tell my mother," he said, hoping to bait her, "but please don't tell my dad." She did just that, which led to a family meeting in which Myers's girlfriend and mother confronted him in front of his father. Myers's father promised that he would clean him up, and then, when everyone left the room, father and son broke out their crack pipe and laughed. "I know now that he introduced me to it because he didn't want me to tell anybody about his habit," said Myers, who is one week into a six-week inpatient rehabilitation program. Neither Funkumue nor Gordon plan to try again to kick their habit. "The pipe and I are stuck with one another," said Funkumue. Funkumue said he has lost everything to crack, including two teeth when he fell during a crack-induced stupor. He tore ligaments in his knee two days later. "Man, I was flying," he said. "I used to be a handsome guy, had a good job [as a construction worker]. I'm a mess now, I know that. Hillbrow is a mess now." "Tell them in America that crack is the devil, brother." - --- MAP posted-by: Jo-D