A few years ago, the gray eminence of the DPS explained to Vlado Žugić and me how he cooperates with political competition. After decimating the minority parties in one municipality, he told us that it was done like small children. When Deran does damage, don't threaten him with beatings, because only then will he not trust you. You lure him with non-existent chocolate and say - he doesn't want you. When the child comes to see where the chocolate is, the adjo catches him and whips him with a stick.
Since I doubt that the DPS has renounced its old methods even in the opposition, it seems that Dritan is being stalked by some adjo from every side. As he proposes a minority government, he is offered chocolate by refreshment losers willing to control him from a decent distance. They promise hills and Tropetin majorities as they prepare to shut down his party before the first election and pick up the remaining voters. Former ministers and commanders of comity brigades who offer reforms, but are ready to twist the hand of justice as soon as it goes bananas. That they maintain their immunity in the parliament, while they try not to be called by some Rodić or at least Medojević before the summer.
Dritan is a good guy and I'm sure he thinks positively, but it's hard to be relaxed when Ajo offers help on the reform path. I admit that I would be happy to talk about politics and astrology with Živković and Aleksandra Vuković over coffee, but I wouldn't really look for healthy tissue in their environment. All road maps to happiness would be in vain, when their older party comrades break your neck as soon as you leave the bar. Sweet dreams about judicial reform and the abolition of fishing for large fish are useless when offered by those who fattened them for three decades.
It will certainly not be easier for Brother Dritan even than the chocolate offered by his uncle from Belgrade, even though it is wrapped in a foil to preserve the will of the people. Perhaps the "Open Balkans" and church support currently promise a long prime ministerial life, but experience shows that this support quickly becomes deafening. It's true, the Belgrade old man knows how to caress an associate like Nebojša Stefanović. But also to release the tabloids on him as soon as he does something without asking. With such support, all fundamental agreements and blessings will be in vain for the minority government, if the signatories do not remain distributed in depth. Not even Escobar and Quinte's ambassadors will save her, if the wishes of her uncle's political relatives in Montenegro remain unfulfilled. If he doesn't believe it, Dritan can ask the outgoing prime minister about it.
Even Professor Zdravko is not without his uncle with a hidden whip, although it seems that he has already passed Golgotha because of Dritan and Andrija. Because these are crisis times and "Europe now" will not be saved by prayers, just as much as by an expert government. National pressure is growing on the average voter, which will not be reduced even by the minimum wages of poor ministers. This is not the time for experts and economists, but for statesmen and junkies. Which people listen like a Western ambassador, and on the street they speak clearly like Vesna Bratić. The young men come forward to defend the high chair and outvote ten people while quoting the Constitution without fail.
Because of this, by the time the party is formed, the prime minister could discover a few more Radulovićs, although for now he has a firm grip on the hands of most experts. Because when they stop listing love successes and waving calculators, the yuppies and the Democrats might want a new Coalition for the 21st century that seeks votes on all four sides. An alliance of parties without religious affiliation and God-fearing professors, thank God and Brussels. In which the leaders are ready to pick Christmas tree and go to Pride. In such alliances, old professors retire, and young men reap votes from the field of state administration modeled by the prime minister.
But since I am not a political analyst but an ordinary voter, I would ask the leaders to preserve this little bit of dignity for themselves and for us before running for chocolates. When they have already failed to maintain a promising marriage, it is their turn to divorce like civilized people. To give up dealings with neighbors and potential residents of Spuž and save their dirty laundry for election campaigns. Instead of a minority government, they should negotiate a concentration government and, like grown-up politicians, prepare elections by autumn. If Montenegro is still a democratic country, it is time for the beloved people, citizens and other minorities to decide who is a traitor and who is a reformist. Instead of adja and uncle, that at the polling stations we ask ourselves who will get the stick and who will get the chocolate.
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