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"Justice" is Webster's word for 2018. After last year's "post-truth", an almost impossible coin that depicts the wicked charlatanism of our time, this year's word returns us to more classical political and life registers.

Here, in the region, the word seems even more relevant. It echoes from every side - Justice for David, Justice for Jenan, Justice for their loved ones... Justice for all those who deserved it a long time ago, but can't find it. Justice should not wander a lot - it can get lost. And if we lose justice, everything we find along the way will be in vain.

Each of these cases, in addition to everything else, testifies to a terrible measure of insanity. Power gone wild. The whole system protects/covers up criminals. The system is actually nothing more than a big "safe house" for the worst, for naked criminals. In the name of what justice? With the mantra of "foreign mercenaries and soroševci", even these unfortunate tortured people who are searching for the truth about their brutally murdered son, become a derisive target of the public and the regime media. (By the way, if it wasn't Soros, in the nineties there would be no culture, no art, no free publishing in these areas. He is spoken of today as he was then Milosevic. That must also explain something.) Boast Dodik who laughs cynically in the square? Does that sound like justice to anyone? To anything but taunts. That's why justice is for Davida important, not only because of the victim but also because of justice itself. Lest we forget what it is. If the idea of ​​justice is not drawn in such events, we will forget what it means. Many have already forgotten. And it shows on their face, in their eyes. In words and deeds. Justice is like water. You think about her the most when she's gone. When she is there, you don't even think about her. (The reason for this is that when a referee is good at a football match, they say you can't see it.) That's why justice is always thirsty.

When it disappears, or disappears, it's like when dear people leave your life, so their absence makes them even more visible, even more present.

There are few ideas that have ignited such beautiful fires throughout history, and such large ones.

Justice is tough, it's not easy with it. There are some strict rules. Let's say, where there is a higher interest of any kind, there is no justice. She has to transcend all interests for you to see her at all. Our current experience raises new questions - is justice possible where stability is crucial. Where politics is not an active community philosophy, but a way to justify robbery.

Let's say - however fair it is to see the former mayor Mugosh in prison, that image of justice does not appear yet. That picture, so much expected, must possess, in the end, something of baroque opulence. In case Marović and justice behaves evasively and incomprehensible, just like him in the golden pen, in the best days of his political career, when even God the father did not understand what he was saying, but people were delighted by his verbal elusiveness. Now he also demonstrates physical.

We all project some images of justice, over and over again, every day. Our sense of justice lives (survives) in that mechanism. That's what you think - if there's justice, this guy has to end up in jail. Almost never at the speed that we wish for in such mental games, but sometimes that happens. How many times have you thought - if there is justice, they won't get away with this. And it passed. Is there justice, in the end? Can justice be partial and selective? Or it's the same with her as with freedom - you can't be a little free, but either you are or you're not...

Here are the good wishes for the new summer: to find as much justice as possible in 2019. In yourself and others. If we succeed, the world must become at least a little - a better place.