Back to communism

What kind of time do we live in and what is the main characteristic of that time? Ask the philosophers. I have no idea, and even if I say anything, I won't be believed. I think that's exactly it - mistrust, the main feature of our time.

Chinese scientists modified the human gene. Nice. And is it permissible to break the embryo taboo? Who can guarantee what those scientists are doing behind closed doors before they come out with a new gene. Even blind faith in science began to falter. Instead of giving birth to a man's trust in the reach of reason, a fear of secret experiments, unethical injections and injections, coke-fueled white mantles living on a bee to genetically cripple the lettuce, which will lead them to the anti-dandruff formula, develops.

Even better news to illustrate the distrust - a government audit found that 95 percent of the FBI's findings from 1980 to 2000 were wrong on a random sample. But not just any findings, but those that were forensically based on hair. We know from the movies, a smart killer waxes before action, a thief wears a water polo cape, all in fear that the pretty detective will catch him with tweezers, or rather his hair, which is the crowning evidence. Well, that's not true either, at least it wasn't true in the last century that swore by science - many spent years in prison because the US government screwed up and agents, intentionally or accidentally, gave false statements; which leads me to mistrust the state.

I remember how Hilmi Franc's zimus mesni babo stood in front of the public court as proud as Josip Broz - the one when the grape burst in the meat. Franca nicely said that he does not believe the findings of the state body and that they are asking for a super expert. Please. Don't you want, Herr Franz, to send kebabs to Wiesbaden?! I exclaimed angrily then, but today, I'm turning more and more to unfaithful Hilma, unfaithful Toma and similar axiological concepts. Disbelief in the state, that is, mistrust towards everything as the main characteristic of the godless world, took over my little brain and heart.

Precisely because of this general mistrust, a real renaissance is experienced by some kind of SF films from the wide cosmos where a man floats like a rag, thoughtless and decentered, forever away from the blue planet crossing the thresholds of abandoned Soviet power stations. Man has reached the stage where he no longer believes anything and the question is how long he can endure, because it is difficult to live in a confused world where everything is equally likely. He who believes in nothing is condemned to believe in everything, and because of this, people are under great pressure to feed themselves as much information as possible.

But faith must be renewed, because man has not changed. It is a question of the moment when this ecological ideology will change to some religious concept, when Mother Earth will proclaim herself as guru and leader, while monotheists slaughter her. Monotheists who are blindly trying to feel in their hearts some kind of lost paradise destroyed by science, spies and the media, a paradise of a vertical world in which it was well known - God is in heaven, on earth Godfather. New times demand new forms of faith. Nothing of the old remains and no one trusts anyone.

Just one man. Only one man is still searching. Only one straw among the messiahs is willing and able to judge what is the public interest and general progress of Montenegro. Only that luminary of knowledge wants people to give ginseng at a price and formula that is fair. Before that, the Government will determine what the public interest is, i.e. that canceling the public debt is a public interest. Debt reduction that was made by the diligence of a mole, that man, that prime minister of ours, who every week asks for a new state intervention, staring at the planned economy, staring at expropriation and kolkhozes, grain fields and horsetails, devoted to collectivization, intoxicated by some kind of self-governing flashback that will tomorrow to study at his 16.000 square meter large private University of Donja Gorica. I can already see the gold plate at the entrance, I can already see the freshmen in blue work uniforms borrowing government iPads and taking photos of the inscription engraved in Chinese:

"THROUGHOUT ITS ENTIRE HISTORY, INCLUDING THE MOST RECENT, THIS COUNTRY HAS BEEN FACED WITH PERMANENT EFFORTS FOR ITS RACKETING... AND THE ONLY QUESTION IS ASKED IF WE WILL GIVE LEGITIMATION TO THAT NEW LEGAL SOLUTIONS".

You recognized the quote from the prime minister's hour. Some owners of land on the coast were exposed as racketeers. I will remember that date - April 24, 04. Ah, it is a great thing that Prime Minister Milo Đukanović got out of the neoliberal mire and regained faith in state interventionism, that he regained faith in social property and went in search of it in Montenegro. The fact that everyone makes fun of him, that his family is angry with him for the past quarter of a century, makes him laugh and sad as he measures his neighbor among them - but he obviously doesn't care anymore, because he has found a new faith in which nothing is alien. Comrade Milo, take us back to communism!