Does the Prime Minister of Australia watch Pink?

Novak Djokovic would have received an Australian visa yesterday, if only the president of Serbia had not made a mistake in his address. So it happened that Vučić's message addressed to Prime Minister Scott Morrison, instead of reaching Canberra, ended up in Pink's studio and on the covers of Blatoid.

Kum Milan told me an anecdote from the army. Some character who didn't quite master all the letters, sent letters to his wife and they returned to him in good order. He was desperate, he thought that his "faithful love had remarried", until the corporal solved his problem: "Here where it says "prima", you don't write your name, but your wife's". And the marriage was saved.

So our "all-knowing leader" wrote "Dear Citizens of Serbia" instead of "Prime Scott Morrison", and that's trouble. As soon as those who sort the mail saw the address, they immediately forwarded it to Dr. Žeks. Because he is the most expert for "Dear Citizens of Serbia".

Although, even if the message had reached Australia, who knows how Morrison would have reacted. What would the sentence mean to him: "We are faced with many problems and pressures in the region and from all over the world, but what they have never managed to take away from us as a people is our heart, pride and dignity". He would call the secretary "Jane" and say, "Put this back, this is some mistake."

It's not a mistake. Vučić's supposed message to the Australian prime minister, in which he asks to stop the harassment of the world's best tennis player, reached the right place. Into the Serbian media sewers, to poison the unhappy, hypnotized people from there. It is intended for the audience of the regime's media, it is addressed to his voting body, the "marriage" with paradise did not take place until the April elections.

Djokovic will not benefit from that message. Even if by any chance he reaches the Australian officials, it will do him more damage. Because in it Vučić, according to his usual habit, fights, gives lessons, not to say something uglier.

According to the system, my mouth praises me, he says of himself that "he is a president from a small country who can say that (mistreatment and abuse of Djokovic, ed.) to a great prime minister from a big country". It was as if Vesić and Jorgovanka were writing his speech. Don't worry, the viewers of Cooperative were able to understand that sentence in the right way.

And then "wise" journalists turned it into "Vučić snapped at the Australian prime minister". Čauši and rascals impose it on us "suddenly" as a model, as some kind of virtue, as patriotism. Even as courage because, my God, only the strongest among us, only heroes are allowed to snap.

Bullshit, try snapping at your boss, colleague, husband or wife… you won't have a good time. Look at how the footballer fares when he snaps at the referee - a yellow card, if he repeats it, a red card.

How many cards did our hero earn? I googled and read: Vučić snapped at Scott; Vučić snapped at the Croats; Vučić snapped at the Albanians; Vučić snaps at Lajčak, Vučić snaps at Vesna Pešić, Vučić snaps at the first man of the roads; Vučić brutally snapped at Šolak's and Đilas' media; Vučić snapped at Zvezda and Partizan; Vučić snaps at Croatian hooligans... What's next, Vučić snaps at babaseri.

The trouble is that when Vučić "lashes out", people recognize Serbia and all of us in it. And he only cares about us as numbers, percentages, safe votes... I didn't hear him snap at Lončara that people are dying in front of covid clinics.

Where Vučić and his radicals defended Serbia, there are no more Serbs. I'm not going to say that Djokovic won't be in Australia either, I'm going to say that I'm disgusted by the vultures who collect points over the best athlete on the planet.

(nova.rs)