The referendum has not cooled down, and we have reached a regressive situation where some elements in the municipality of Pljevlja, under the guise of supposedly caring for health, are rejecting parts of the state. There are parts of our centuries-old dream that seem not good enough for the people of Pljevlja. We are talking about nano particles from Montenegro whose only sin is that they are made of sulfate, nitrogen or something else. They may contain inorganic ions, whatever that means, but those particles are an integral part of Montenegro and pass through the air under the code PM10.
We're not going to cause a problem because of traces of mercury or zinc. It's Montenegrin zinc, so it's made of shit. Why would we spit on a part of the sky where some polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons (PAHs) remain. It is Montenegrin PAH and I do not accept that it affects the bone marrow as they say. Nor does it cause cancer, and if it causes cancer, then it is domestic cancer, which is an internal matter of Montenegro. If it is true that these invisible particles affect the heart, I don't care as long as I know it does each wound next to the heart and the heart wound in the middle of the heart.
The neighbors can't wait for us to have a fight, I've gathered that much, but I had no idea that we would be arguing about things that are not visible to the naked eye. Nano particles are ten times smaller than the diameter of the hair on Prime Minister Đukanović's hair. Arguing about such particles in the air? If you ask me, a real chance for the fog sellers led by quasi-European NGOs who are panicking as if doomsday is approaching, not Christmas Day. It wouldn't surprise me if the "Europeans" forbade us to burn the Christmas tree, all out of great concern for our bronchial tubes. I am ready to forgive EC Regulation no. 1881, according to which I will no longer be allowed to smoke prosciutto, but let them know that I will defend Christmas Eve to the last nanoparticle.
The story about the pollution in Pljevlja was pumped up by the media, we all know that. The health guards who take care of the people of Pljevlja forget that the human body is equipped with a system of protective hairs in the nasal cavity. When he breathes in, every student from Pljeval knows that the mucous membrane moistens the air and plays the role of a filter. Take a deep breath, reader from Pljevlje, feel how the purified air enters the pharynx towards the beginning of the larynx. You just breathed in Montenegro. Montenegro in the chest. Was it scary? It's not.
Ancestors slaughtered in unison in wars, while today's patriot is about to disintegrate from cancer. Or if he experiences a series of infracts and does nothing in his defense, because the enemies could use it for some new plans. If possible, the infract should be performed on the feet, like a hymn. Two infracts on his legs, he can stand it! it is said today about a patriot. I mean, you have to die of something and the people of Pljevlja will not be exterminated overnight. Mojkovac outlived the tailings pond. If the death rate increases a little, if the lungs do not leak, it does not mean that the young have no chance. Che Guevara was also asthmatic. Suffering and pain have always tempered people, the impact found a spark in the stone, said bishop Rade, our eldest son and died, of what? From the lungs. Is there anything more worthy of death than to die like Njegoš - in a mortal slave you feel what it was like for him and merge with the universe from the perspective of a genius.
I know that most of the people of Pljevlja will think this way. A handful of mercenaries who count chimneys in the town will remain in the minority. When we were creating the country, we knew there would be challenges. It's easy to love Lovćen, but do we love the other peaks of Montenegro, let's ask ourselves, do we love pieces of the homeland, air particles, even the poisonous ones, or are we just looking to stuff ourselves with puffed cheese from Kolašin? It is easy to sing, but if Montenegro is a "drop of water" as the poet said, why should we check that drop of water? Why do we break it down, chlorinate it and test its quality. These are just some of the questions that the people of Pljevlja should ask themselves, because it seems that water is also a problem for them now. People of Pljevlja remember well, that nagging becomes suspicious, today there's not a drop in the air, tomorrow there's water - that maybe our country isn't heavy?
I appeal for patience, the Government will get involved. It's not sugar in the water. Nitrogen monoxide is in the air. It's not a bogeyman per se. Only when you inhale nitrogen monoxide, met hemoglobin is formed in the blood and destroys the transfer of oxygen, which means that the human body, with its stupid reaction, turns nitrogen monoxide into evil. So the problem is that people breathe. And once we've located the problem, we're halfway to the solution.
Fortunately, there are young businessmen who are fighting for green energy. That's why the Prime Minister should not be mocked with statements that "in 25 years, what has been neglected for centuries cannot be done". What is the poor man's reason? What if Blažo Đukanović whined like that, and I'm not referring to the Chetnik brigadier general born in 1883 in Lukov near Nikšić, but to Blažo Đukanović, a businessman, born in 1988 in Titograd. He didn't wait until he was 25 years old, but took the 820.000 euro job as a bachelor and covered the UN building with solar panels. It is the spirit of the victor that is as elusive in time as a particle of vanadium in the cloud above the Miletus Garden.
Respected Blažo Đukanović is living proof that it is possible in 25 years, as a student, to acquire 4,5 ares of business space and start a million-dollar business from savings. To the Prime Minister, the fact that he spoke at the opening of the psychiatric department in Nikšić can be a mitigating circumstance for the depression he caused me. Maybe the time has come to make fools of ourselves in the glory of the Sun and Grahovac and to think whether we need an anemic black woman looking at the past for a leader, or a young, handsome, successful businessman who depends only on the Sun - someone who will be able to beat us humanly.
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