Measures. Old and new. And nothing new in Montenegro - terrifying figures, day after day. Stricter measures? He will, he won't... Well, it seems like he will, and yet - he won't. And everything like that. In a circle. The eternal circle of Montenegrin confusion and ignorance. The impression remains of confusion spreading as viciously as a tenacious virus.
There is also some peculiar dramaturgy in this mass divination - what awaits us, what measures? For now, it seems - a patchwork vaccination, patched together from other people's remains...
In this case - in which a society is trying to find a way out of the grip of the pandemic, "measures" are a set of rules that try to reduce the effect of the infection. There is also talk of "aid measures" for vulnerable jobs and categories of the population. Pupils will once again be in front of the computer instead of in the school yard... The part of the school where we all learned the most.
Measure/measures. One of those ordinary, self-explanatory words, but actually it is a kind of labyrinth of meaning in just one word.
We have classical measures - by which we have determined the ways in which we rationalize spatial categories (length, distance, size, volume) or temporal ones, such as time itself.
You will find the term "excessive force" at every turn in Montenegro. It is harder to come across Ungareti's "immensity" that illuminates, in Montenegro or anywhere else, but the reward is incomparable. Immeasurable, actually. Also, and no less important than all of the above, measure has been a key moral issue since Hellenic times. Hesiod's "measure" as opposed to Homer's "heroic ethics", where people are allowed all they can carry. In this way, the feeling of confusion makes the citizens condemned to decipher the signs, as in the era of socialism and party media. One day they say that everything is within the expected limits, and a day later we hear that the epidemic is out of control. In such situations, the citizen usually has the feeling that the government is not telling the truth, at least in one of these two cases. And such a feeling is easily multiplied to everything else. By whatever measure you measure.
It would be healing for this society if such a miracle happened to it - a government that speaks the truth. However, apparently, we will have to wait for that.
There is no doubt that the previous government did a lot of bad and immoral things, but until when can it function as a justification for the new government? And what kind of "justification" is that? If all this turns into an endless retrospective of stupidity and amorality with the signature of the old government, it will look like we are in some Museum of bad governance, and not in our lives. You have to take responsibility, gentlemen - that's the bottom line. Remember all those "old - new" power struggles. Vučić still blames "the previous ones", even though he has been in power since 2012.
Man is the measure of all things ("panton krematon metron anthropos"), said Protagoras, (unjustly) slandered every few hundred years, anew. At least until Heidegger's signature rehabilitation. This sentence (along with "which are if they are and which are not if they are not") is much more enigmatic and semantically exciting than what is attributed to it. In that Man is the measure, we got a kind of evergreen heresy. And heresy is the most beautiful poetic homeland.
As intemperance is (for a long time) one of the most prevalent manners on this public stage. Katnić's unworthy rambling - which follows current events like a sad chorus - went too far. His shameless recycling of proven subterfuges is a true picture of the sinking of this society. The concept is almost unbelievable: no matter how disfigured something is, it can always come back to life. A land of short memory where the spirit of subterfuge and willing service to power can never be buried... All our zombies.
Which is the measure of all things in today's Montenegro. Which ones are if they are, and which ones are not if they are not? Do you have an answer to this question?
In Montenegro, possibly, a slightly modified version applies - A politician is the measure of all things... Then it's no wonder that everything looks the way it does, and that everything goes where it goes.
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