As expected, the disunited opposition, with its vain leaders, suffered another convincing defeat in the local elections in Bar and ten other Montenegrin municipalities.
Although the pre-election campaign roared with "honor", "honesty" and "consistency", the elections confirmed that adult citizens vote exclusively for their own interest, for concrete or possible material benefit.
It seems that only fools really die for ideals these days.
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There are people who cannot bear any kind of defeat, even the most harmless one - verbal. Even if it happens to them in a public place, their (imagined or real) failure takes on apocalyptic proportions. Then they look for the first opportunity to take out their anger on someone innocent, who "neither ate onions nor smelled onions".
Simply, that's the only way they can forget what happened, return to their shell and continue to live normally.
But until they "equalize" they should be avoided.
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The journalist of Radio Bar, Nedeljka Pavlović, our Cica, was buried at the city cemetery Gvozden brijeg.
For more than 30 years, we have shared this sometimes bitter, but mostly beautiful journalistic bread. Sometimes literally. And she always gave the better half to the other. She was a great gentleman, she knew how to make us happy with a gift out of the blue - just to brighten our day. Lately, she knew, in hints and allusions, that she thought a little of herself. We were taken aback, because it was as if it was understood that Cica was there only for us, to jump in, cheer up, help... She apologized for sounding like all other, ordinary people: "That's what my illness is saying, no me!"
As it happens, when a man gets a little power, then he shows his true personality and nature, bad or good. When Cica was the editor, her kindness spread in waves throughout the famous Radio Bar barracks, always taking care not to offend anyone, not to say the slightest harsh word, not to raise her voice...
Cica, eternal traveler and incorrigible dreamer, went on that final journey in one direction. There, in the sky, a whole Radio Bar was waiting: Momo, Dajana, Božo, Vlasto, Željko, Buco...
She is in good company, with people she loved.
Cile remains in my phone book as if she were alive and as if we would hear from each other at any time. Maybe I'll call her and scold her like I did many times: "Why don't you answer, you little goat?"
She didn't know how to get angry at me and my, sometimes, pagan language.
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In two weekends, we made two wonderful trips - to Rijeka Crnojevića and Trebinje. In the heart of Montenegro, our eyes especially glazed over on the Skadar lake cruise, because we had the feeling that, due to the silence and beauty of the landscape, we were in paradise.
In Herzegovina, we experienced this during a visit to the monastery of the Holy Apostles Peter and Paul, where the abbess, mother of Paul, and eight nuns truly created heaven on earth, in a place where 20 years ago they found only monastery ruins.
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The largest and busiest intersection in Bar is the one on the Boulevard that leads to the Macedonian settlement, the railway station, the city center and Sutomor. The green light for pedestrians lasts seven seconds there and there is no mother's son who can cross to the other side without running into a red light.
And no matter how many times we emphasize that fact, the authorities do not care. I guess to let us know that it's good to be in red a little bit, not to relax...
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This year's "Bar Calendar" will last from June 16 to August 12. It will have 75 programs, including fifteen theatrical ones. Again, there aren't any very good plays by the Montenegrin National Theater, among which "Šćeri moja" certainly belongs. She received applause from all over the Region, but she couldn't dance in front of the bar audience.
By the way, the "Winter Scene of the Bar Chronicle", which was established for the first time, only partially justified expectations, and that too in the winter months. It lasted too long and in the spring the material fatigued. The programs were no better than the usual ones of the Cultural Center, with a weaker response from the audience. It is a good lesson for the future: "Winter scene of Bar Chronicle" should be really winter and nothing more.
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By winning the title of champion of Montenegro against the champion of the regional ABA league, Mornar's basketball players achieved the greatest success in the history of bar sports.
When Đoko P. said three years ago that his Mornar would play in the ABA league next season, a stretched voice was heard: "Eee..." Two years ago, he said that the Bar ABA league team would be among the four best teams in the Region, and the answer was: "He will, he won't..." At the beginning of this year, he claimed that the club led from the bench by his older brother Pajo, would win the title of champion of Montenegro. Many muttered: "Next to the Future? He can only dream."
On the night of the celebration, between May and June, he announced: "Mornar will be the champion of the ABA league next year and will play with Real."
No one answered anything...
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Two friends meet, one of whom is returning from the market under a load.
"Your horns are still missing, so you can be a donkey."
"A donkey has no horns."
"Then you don't lack anything!"
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