A long time ago, sometime in the middle of 2009, some western politicians who were amused by Montenegro, after meeting with Milić, somewhat cynically said that they felt as if they were talking to a metropolitan, and not the head of a party. At that moment, he was also the leader of the opposition. Such an impression came from Milić's "ignorance" - whatever he was asked, he answered "roundly, then at the corners".
Milić is like Selimović's hero, he doesn't speak for himself, but for the echo of his words. Depending on who he addresses, he can be both a Chetnik and a partisan, join NATO, but also attack the "criminal alliance", negotiate with the DPS but also with the opposition, lie down like a Serb, wake up like a Montenegrin, it's good with Tadić, and even better with Vučić.
That's why we don't know if the SNP accepts Slobo's cannabis. That's the name of the late dictator's divan, which is now used by his best student. If Milić means what the sober Damjanović says (and does), then the SNP is ready. Get ready, get ready, they chant from DPS, which reminds us of the early 90s.
The orchestra is completed by father Velibor, as a backing vocalist for Damjanović. It turns out that, in the old days, Amfilohije decided to switch to the partisans, and Milić to NATO locators! If the red-black coalition can do it in Germany, why can't it also do it in Montenegro. Milo and Vučko announced a tender recently in Belgrade, so whoever wants it - go ahead.
Father Džomić and baby Damjanović would immediately go to bed. They are low on cannabis. This baby is not again after the criminal doctor Jekyll (read Tijanić's book), but after that MANS performance when the mentioned baby was walked for days in a pram of the First Family. But does anyone seriously think that those two, essentially obscure, personalities, Džomić and Damjanović, can say or do anything without the approval of their masters?! That's why you shouldn't spend space and vocabulary on the servants, but on the bosses.
I understand Amfilochius. The Orthodox Church, especially ours, whether it is Serbian or Montenegrin, has always loved the curds of the regime. A friend of mine, a Serb, explains that even when the Church was critical of the government, it was because the regime rejected it, not because the Church chose "illegal"!
Translated, Amphilochius longed for Milo's cannabe even as he chanted "Milo, Turks." Today, if his age would allow him, he would prefer to hang a "Milo, marry me" badge, like the one that the beautiful Belgrade women wore for Ceda. What our prime minister can do, no one can. Not only did he recognize Kosovo himself, but he convinced Toma and Vuček to do the same.
He is inseparable with Dacic, and even better with Tachi. Mihailo is dear to him, but Amfilochius is even dearer. He loves Ranka, but is ready to marry Milić as well. Although not an occasion. But the SNP leader does not give up, he keeps the "Milo, marry me" badge firmly in his pocket! And he is waiting to hang it - after some elections.
By declaring that the SPC always cooperated brilliantly with Mugoš, Father Džomić erases the memory. Hence common sense. Baby Damjan goes around Jekyll's parish and sings like a pop star to regime dips. He says it's not yet time to announce the good news, but we all know what it's about. As we've known since those long-ago days when Milić's staff, without the knowledge of their boss, of course, were arranging the demolition of Ljubiša Krgović and Centalna banka in the pubs with his brother Aca.
And then Milić promised that "The window will not fall", that after a month Krgović would be retired, and the CB would be subpoenaed. To my brother and his bank. So instead of a governor, we got a governess. And instead of an oppositionist - a baby. And instead of father Velibor, servant Džomić. Mugoš's, not God's.
Krivokapić wisely remains silent on all this. He would like to surpass Milić. A little with the opposition, but a little more with the DPS. For a long time, he wore the "Milo, marry me" badge on his lapel, along with the Montenegrin flag. That's why the split is difficult for him now. He knows that there is no more love, but he would not be without the spoils that they created together. In this deliberation, which empire to please, that is, to which haystack to go, the SDP leader can pass as Buridan's pet.
It's not easy for Rank, anyway. Especially when he hears the results of the Strategist who asserted that Milo the First is in fact - the greatest. Right next to Njegoš, far in front of St. Peter and the contrite World. Namely, that agency suggests that Ranko's flirting with the opposition is doing a lot of harm to the leader of the SDP. In doing so, they discreetly tell him the same thing as Časlav Vešović. To put that lapel badge back. Researchers don't think to determine whether Ranko might be losing its ratings because it doesn't have a policy. Rather than thinking. And calculating. Like Milić. And would the SDP leader's rating jump if he clearly distanced himself from the DPS and went his own way.
Even without the Strategist, we know that only in that version Krivokapić has a chance to survive politically. Otherwise, returning to the regime means its demise. After all, even this strange drop in ratings could only be due to Ranko's long stay on the great leader's yacht, and not because of a sudden and shyly expressed desire to leave it. Before it sinks.
But let me return to Amfilohi and Milić. As a social phenomenon. In an enslaved society, where a network of self-interested politicians, tycoons and mobsters controls all flows, Amfilohije Milić is in fact a character who symbolizes that average citizen of Montenegro who has no faith, no conviction, no leeway. He is ready for anything, if it is conjunctural. And to forget, and to turn a blind eye, and to lie, and to steal, and to cheat. So, people - get ready get ready. Father Velibor and baby Damjan are already at the court - what are you waiting for?!
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