If it weren't for the megalomaniac and incorrigible nationalist Aleksandar Vučić, the greatest friend of our Milo, and thus of Montenegro, with whom Đukanović built the best relations of two eyes in his head for ten years, and shared mutual friends, Caneta for example, mutual investments, Belgrade on the water for example , joint media Pink, Informer, Prva, joint sponsors, Dahlan, there, joint spin doctors, you know the beautiful Baby, joint mafia, kavački clan in the first place, joint enemies, independent media, let's say, if it weren't for such a Vučić, the title would be: Brothers Serbs, sorry.
If it weren't for Đukanović's shameful and unworthy mercenaries, from intellectual and propaganda circles, who, for the sake of their wallet and Vođa's power, for a decade and a half branded half of the Orthodox population as suspicious and traitors, as an unnatural cancerous growth on the body of our sovereign state, if it weren't for those corridors that cursed you, ghettoized you, insulted you, trying to turn you, our brothers and neighbors, into some dangerous national minority, which would serve as a coin to bribe Đukanović and Vučić, if it weren't for that hate speech and persecution - I wouldn't even have to I'm sorry, I'm not ashamed. On their behalf.
Brothers, sorry. Some of my few comrades-in-arms, sovereignists, XNUMX%, may resent me or say with amazement that we have the least reason to apologize to you because we did not even participate in your demonization and persecution. But who will if not us?! The song of apology to Dubrovnik was not sung by those who burned and looted it, Momir, Milo and Kilibarda, DPS and NS, but by those who defended it and who then blushed because of that shame. That's why today, I can't say SORRY to the shameless mercenaries of the regime who, for big appanages and jobs, for tenders and boutiques, co-productions and propaganda, hit us all in the face, trying to make you a minority, some Vučić Serbs, unworthy of the Montenegrin name and history , just because you didn't want to give up your surname, your tradition, your flag which is also the flag of King Nikola, the Cyrillic alphabet (which the Croatian Academy of Sciences and Arts now wants to rehabilitate) and your Church which, to paraphrase Metropolitan Amfilohi, long ago decided to stick to Cetinje and not to Belgrade!
But, if it's any consolation, not even a handful of us with Montenegrin names and surnames fared better, who did not agree to the basic law of the regime under which we lived until August 30 - that only a bought Montenegrin is eligible and desirable, and all the rest of us are mice that need deratize. What a coincidence - that very morbid and threatening message was sent by Đukanović during the meeting with Nikolić and Vučić, to their delight, on the day when he brought them to Podgorica and promised to bring them to power in Serbia. Which he succeeded very quickly.
Precisely because we felt on our own skin what persecution means, that we, like you, groaned for a decade and a half under Đukanović's whip and baton, that we, like you, were baptized by Pink, Informer, RTCG, Antena, Pobjeda and other garbage with derogatory names, for humiliating our intellect by glorifying Alexander in Belgrade and Milo here, admiring Putin there and Obama here, celebrating Irinej there and Miraš here, that's why only one of us can understand you and say - sorry.
My fellow Montenegrins, my fellow Serbs, I'm sorry for the terrain that for years could not recognize you as patriots and patriots, as a result of which you were fired from your job, lost in competitions, left without agricultural loans, scholarships, without asphalt and to your houses or electricity and water supply, and all because some Gvozdenović, Ivanović, Žugić, Bošković or some Jelić sent bad characteristics to the Central Committee of the DPS, causing doubts about your loyalty to the homeland and the people. Especially you who believe in God, sorry! Because of the lynching and the manhunt of the last couple of months. They chased you like beasts, tracked you down, arrested you, put you in mortars and concrete trucks, filed criminal charges, shamed you publicly and threatened you through their propaganda and mercenaries, just because you didn't let them take your temples or take away the hope you had because of them politicians sought and received in those places of worship.
Brothers, it is not Montenegro's fault - those who committed the mentioned and other atrocities in its name and for their own personal account are guilty. We don't need either Milo or Vučić. We need strong institutions, not strong individuals. We need a rich country, not rich tycoons. We need equality and respect. We need justice and above all justice. We removed Milo, the Tsar is gone, let the neighbors from Serbia see what will happen to Vučić, those in Albania with Rama, Kosovo The Hague has already solved Thaci, while in Bosnia there is no peace with Dodik and similar radons. Montenegro is the country of all of us, with a name and a surname according to personal feeling and choice, just as it is the country of all our minorities. We have a big joint job ahead of us, there will be sweat and tears, but as brothers we can build Montenegro with all its differences so that our children stay and return here, because nowhere is as beautiful as at home. Never again in 2019. Let's tell Milo that. And never again in 1918, let's repeat that to Vučić.
Amine.
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