It seems that Milojko Spajić, in addition to savings and love memories from the Far East, also brought a goldfish. She fulfilled his first wish when he entered the expert government lightly, as if at a party in Singapore. That he seduces the working class there by raising the minimum wage and converts civil servants into believers while the sensei prime minister moves hills. The goldfish finished the job when Mickey, without a party base, left behind veterans who have already filled many political cemeteries with young parties and leaders. If he has not already spent the third wish, it is the right time to ask the fish for reconciliation with Jakov, while the party is still intact.
And as recently as yesterday, two former ministers acted as a millennial version of Milo and Momir from the time of the unique DPS. Beautiful, young and next to shut down the opposition and win power without a coalition partner. From one head, they wrote recipes from which pensions rise like blood pressure and average salaries cover the bottom of the consumer basket. Their sweet promises made the Father of the Nation's fan base lose its mind and cheated him at the polls without remorse. They surrendered to the old little boy and dream son-in-law ready to heal the transition traumas while there is a bank that will give us a loan. Everything promised overwhelming majorities, just like in the dubious English Twitter polls.
And then others came to spoil the luck.
The camaraderie began to fade as soon as the celebratory champagne was shared with the winners of 2020. The friend who used to bring birthday cakes overnight became the president of the country who criticizes party comrades on Twitter. He turned from a deputy into one of the two party leaders and gave away almost the entire Podgorica cake to new sympathies. Instead of promising positions in the judiciary, as the minister of justice in waiting, Jakov built coalitions to save Dritan, Aleksa and Dad.
By then Milojko had already stopped being Ferdinand who smells flowers, although officially he still dreamed of business districts around Ćemovsko polje. He forgot about friendly hugs in front of the cameras and began to overthrow the majority from the presidency with political hedging. He was no longer a student who received a scholarship and free citizenship, but a young leader ready to fight to the last straw. Party unity began to fade like Lekić's mandate dream, and the two eyes in his head turned into Milo and Momir from 1996.
Before the millennials pull out their tow trucks and banana planes, the latter is a hooray for excellencies, clergy or at least influential journalists to intervene. To calm the hormones of the political youth, at least until the election.
Because these are not times for intra-party quarrels, and even we from the IQ86 majority are tired of reforms always being in October, maybe in November. It is probably better for the country to postpone the elections until some more prosecutors and judges are chosen, but common law is already widely applied in schools and streets. In June, the Montenegrin GDP would be more pleased with tourists than party activists - but Vasilije and all the reformed police are already powerless in front of the traffic jams on the coast. Maybe the hand of justice needs the summer to lock up another former friend and push "Stop-inflation" to better quality products on the shelves. For the army to defend the rivers and forests and for the winners of the transition to enter the anti-mafia law. But time is running out for youthful dreams as retrograde forces return like a terminator.
As much as it was taken yesterday from the third heart attack in April, the patriotic block already promises a quick recovery and rejuvenation. From the beaches of Dubai, the grieving father of the nation is preparing an army of clones to take over the parliament, put the country back on track and pay for all the sleepless nights from 2020. Then all social democratic companies will break silence and start fighting for the census. Andrija will officially forget the dreams of reconciliation and the Front will solve every global problem with the resolutions of local parliaments. Two formidable symbols will join forces to put the civic spirit back in the bottle, just when we've all settled down.
That's why millennial leaders should fight reports and hateful tweets, but instead, like today, beg goldfish and kiss the hands of influential people. To settle Milojko and Jakov first, and then in order.
Then Jakov can walk around without security and make statesmanlike statements, but he doesn't have to freeze in the party. Milojko will raise loans again and reduce working hours through new roulette economic programs. Dritan will no longer hold Vlad like a spoiled brat, but will play nicely with his comrades from the civic bloc. They will let him manage the police, diplomacy or even the Constitutional Court. Aleksi will get that high chair back, and Momo will finally become a minister. Then they can also share places by social networks by depth.
If they don't, as Johnny would say, glory be to him, all together will officially be nothing more than an eighteen-carat disappointment.
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