MYANMAR STUDENTS MYSTERY : 'PARTYING' PRIME PRECIS

WHILE a horrific and unending civil war - with all its sufferings rages, - it's still a party time for the rich. On !WOW! displays, Myanmar readers are just 40 something. Yes, 40 something. What a wind shear ! Look it up!

After midnight, amid a war, the D.J. hyped the crowd : '' Are you ready to party ?'' he yelled into the mic, adding an expletive for emphasis.

The partygoers of Pioneer Plus, the most exclusive nightclub in the war-torn nation of Myanmar, were ready. The D.J. had come all the way from Croatia after all.

Young women gyrated onstage. Johnnie Walker flowed, but only blue label because that is the way those high-rollers roll. A private table for the evening - with hookah, imported fruits and pyramids of frosted shot glasses - cost hundreds of dollars to book.

In the bathrooms, and on the dance floor in stolen moments between flashes of the strobe, some denizens of Pioneer Plus swallowed pastel tablets that tinged their breath with vanilla or grape candy.

The kick from these methamphetamine and caffeine connections, branded with names of local drug syndicates, last for hours.

As always, !WOW! thanks Hannah Beech.