Milo, Kata, Zoran and Tigar - who put you together...

I happen to be turning the channels, when Vlado Pavićević is on the screen. Whom you have never heard of, except maybe from Vladimir Joković, for whom, even when the karate player was engaged in offering milk per head of cattle, he was an advisor. As a specialist for kefir and the region. I had almost forgotten him too, how long it had been since we had seen or heard from each other. The last time, if my memory serves me well, was after the exhibition organized by ex-ambassador Božović in honor of the Battle of Mojkovac and Minister Krapović. Where the statement that later cost him exile from his native land escaped him.

I'm watching Vlad, he's waving his hands, the sound is turned off, I'm also watching the channel, it says Prva in the upper right corner, then the camera goes to another guest - when that Krle, who would be remembered forever in any normal country, beautiful a musician from the cult group Idols, but, kid, a long time ago this country went down an evil path, dragging many into the abyss, including Vlad and Krlet. Instead of the former being an excellent professor at the Faculty of Political Sciences in Belgrade or Brussels, and the latter a well-known surgeon or oncologist in Houston or Dedinje, the collapse of the country threw them into the jaws of politics, to defend the indefensible - a hybrid regime and a beloved leader.

Now I already ran away from Prva with the intention of not listening to how Vlado castigates Đilas and his company on the beautiful ekavica, and praises the wise lord AV. With the hope that maybe it wasn't like that, maybe Pavićević brightened the face of Rsojević and was invited to be a guest on one of the numerous channels of the organized propaganda group of the Republic of Serbia (OPG.rs) as a counterweight to Krlet, as a voice of reason in the madness that has been made of the region by numerous pink plagues and individuals. And not only Kusovac and Beba. Or Marić and Tamara.

Turn off the TV for nothing, you can't escape us, as if Željko Mitrović and Jovana Jeremić are telling me, who appeared on Twitter, although I don't go there, except for punishment, that is, when someone sends me a link from the third circle of hell, that is, from the so-called social networks. I'm playing a clip in which Jackson imposes a disciplinary measure on Jocka, instead of ten per round fifty per pay, and she accepts it stoically, reclining in the presenter's chair, saying the boss is always right, or when it's from the boss that it's per round and not per pay - I could stand it.

If I can give any advice to younger readers, it would be - forgive everyone, even the executioners. Or at least be ready to forgive. As I say now: therefore, if the homeland of Yugoslavia had not been thrown into the zoo by the Eighth Session of the Union of Communists of Serbia, way back in 1988, this area would not have remained nameless today and become a region, Vlado would have been a distinguished professor, Krle a famous doctor, even in this a short and unpredictable life found room for Žekson and Jocka - the first would be the greasy-haired bass player of Idol, after Krstić went to medicine, while the second would make it to the main sister at the VMA! And not like this on OPG.rs

After turning off the TV and cursing whoever sent me the aforementioned tweet, I entered the Vijesti portal to read the latest installment of the bestseller "Skaj i mi", a modern dramatic text that explains to us the years that ate us, instead of them, those awful years and decades, like the great Pekić, were eaten by locusts. Milo, Katnić, Lazović and Tigar could lead Switzerland and not Montenegro, I read in the title, and the first thing that comes to my mind is that the author is really right, moreover, if they have led Montenegro for three decades, they could have led Switzerland for twice as long. Because they say that when people ruin a project, they try not to repeat the same mistakes in a new one. Plus, if they started to lead the Swiss like us, they would clean them up much faster. Dritan would add - and close.

Some of you will now say - why don't you forgive them too if you are Mitrović and Jeremić?! Lest it turn out that I was insincere in preaching forgiveness as the greatest human achievement, here I am to confirm it. In fact, if Milo didn't hate chess, as an unusual game of thought, which was then transferred to the chessboard, as an ordinary, colorful flag, maybe Montenegro would have been defended from Milošević, SANA and the SPC, which means that Yugoslavia would have been saved as well, peacefully by division if not as a single state. And then, instead of being the father of the nation who will be written in golden letters in the history of Montenegro, if Danijel asked himself and Andrijašević wrote the same, Milo would have finished theology and not political science, where, after an equally brilliant career, he could be enrolled in the holy books of the MCP red letter - not gold, as in DPS. While Kata, who also hated chess, would go to Cavtat by bicycle and not by tank. He would be engaged in agriculture, planting onions, although in 1988, nothing could have guessed that bad years awaited us. If the country had not gone down the wrong path, Lazović would probably have run a disco in Vienna, for all Yugoslavs, and Tigar would have been the head of security in the same facility.

The mentioned development of events tired me so much that I imperceptibly fell asleep. And as dreams sometimes continue the daily story, I dreamed that Yugoslavia assumed the presidency of the European Union on January 1, 2024, which coincided with the great economic achievement of the country, which was the first of all members of the former communist bloc to reach the average EU salary of 2.200 euros .

And that Kusturica's latest film is the main candidate for the Golden Bear in Berlin, while Srđan Valjarević's new novel is competing for the Booker. Not to mention the European championships won in water polo and handball, because Yugoslavia has long been a sports power.

I was naked when I woke up, I was cursing Milo, Kata, Tigra and Z., whoever puts you together, fuck him...

And you would destroy Switzerland, not Montenegro.