Grumpiness

The young and noisy tourists have left, and those who are old enough to be in no hurry and don't make noise remain. Elementary and high school students listlessly roll to school, no one asks them anything there, and they would do so in vain, they are still enjoying the summer. Even the drivers on Bar streets are less nervous and do not turn their vehicles in front of the pedestrian crossing. Live music packed the suitcases until the next mosquitoes.

Pleasant September slowness and silence.

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The remaining threads with the former country are also being torn. Kornelije Kovač left, whose music fell on Yugoslav romantic and yearning souls like a "dew meadow" (Neruda). The author of the famous "She Sleeps", written almost half a century ago, fell asleep. Zdravko Čolić's song is dedicated to Milica Kostić from Kruševac, who committed suicide in 1974 by jumping from the eleventh floor. That's how she saved her honor from predators. The text, inspired by this immortal act of the young girl, was written by the Montenegrin poet Velizar Šofranac, and K. Kovač composed the music. There was a lot of talk about that big hit at the time. Because of the two verses, there was, allegedly, a proposal to ban it. "Shoot all the birds..." hit the ornithologists, and "...run all the seas" struck the ecologists. Who will know the truth? We don't even know what is really happening with the reunited, so young "old majority", let alone how a song from 50 years ago came to be.

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Ties with the former Bar are also breaking up. An excellent gynecologist, probably the most beloved doctor in the history of the Bar Hospital, Žarko Ivanović, was buried at the Gvozden Brijeg cemetery. Despite the fact that he was in his ninth decade, many moving words of condolence and expressions of deep respect were sent to his family. His wife Marion, a German from Cologne, whom he met more than 55 years ago in Sutomore, where she was on vacation, and daughters Saša and Martina, simply did not have time to respond and thank everyone.

I am afraid that this is the last time that Bar was so strongly united: both nationally, religiously and party-wise. With incredible piety, everyone saw off a dear, respected doctor, always cordial, smiling and ready to help, to a better world.

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When there is an economic shock, due to war, sanctions, shortage of gasoline, cow disease, anything - everything becomes more expensive, but not so much that traders just compensate the loss, to come "on their own", but much more, to make additional money.

Can the state stand in the way of that tax collector? I know, the way she is - she can't.

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I thought I was getting grumpier with age. But it has nothing to do with age, but with food, that is, with reduced meals, without gluten and sugar.

And as soon as I avoid the attention of the family (most often in-laws) and eat a pancake or a donut or feel the taste of that, like, unhealthy white bread, my mood instantly improves. After all, plump people are, as a rule, cheerful, aren't they?

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The first summer downpour damaged the recently built cobblestones in Stari Bar and created, according to the locals, a lake in the middle of the main, tourist-attractive, street. What will it be like when the heavy, autumn rains start...

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When I look at myself in the mirror, I simply can't even glimpse a resemblance to that young man from Bar who, 45 years ago, on Belgrade buses, managed to, if nothing else, at least elicit a "girlish smile" when he always asked the same question: "Excuse me, do you are you listening to Šaban Šaulić?"

The late Saban was really "retro" in Belgrade in the late seventies.

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I liked the new KK Mornar – energetic, young, playful, efficient. And then one of those who was supposed to be the main player, Luka Ščuka (20), got seriously injured. For him, the season was, by all accounts, over before it began. It's a shame for both the young Slovenian and the sailor.

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I don't know who said it, but he was right: "Reading is the antidote to nationalism, and travel is the antidote to racism."

In Montenegro, it seems, nobody reads anything and few people travel...