Finally, the school and student movement! Not because it would be the most socially successful, not because it would cover the width and encourage the masses, not because it would be a foreseen generational duty or because it is always the best memory, but simply because no rebellion means anything without a student and student movement. He is the fire within, the beauty without, the comprehensive intelligence, the promise of the future. Outside, in the rain, fog and snow, like in 1997, for a walk, banging pots, in everything that can shake the government to its foundations and make it go peacefully to Nedođija. Today, such a rebellion has a special significance, because there is nowhere left, or rather, nowhere to run. You have to stay there, in the Jadra valley, in the courtyard of the gymnasium or college, on the streets and squares of all cities. If you look over your shoulder, in the so-called world, you will freeze and become petrified, as if Medusa herself had just looked at you. How funny the old joke about the powder keg in the Balkans sounds, when today everything around is in a more flammable state! If all the grumps and grumps of the world tried together, it is not certain that they would be able to imagine worse.
So, in a brief and fragile moment of hope, let's give ourselves a breather to see it just as unimaginable and incredible as it really is: the world is predominantly ruled by a gang of crazy psychopaths and sociopaths, mass murderers and proven war criminals who do whatever they want, thieves and fraudsters, evenly distributed by large and powerful and small and weak countries. The richest people in the world, who openly work to become the most powerful, are no less crazy. The smartest either sit in their bubbles, bought from the industry and on a short chain, or in their university offices, where they cringe from impotence. The most talented are wallowing in the mire of poverty and cut off opportunities. The most numerous are suffering from wars, poverty, disease, famine and natural disasters. At the same time, the most powerful are ugly like a warthog (sorry, pig: you are honest for food, raise young and arrange the den) or like a salamander (sorry, salamander, etc.), while the beautiful ones try to replace and stretch the skin, fat, muscles and bones. become disgusting. To an ambitious creator of a comic, novel, film/TV series about a dystopian world in which everything is atrocious, a reasonable publisher/producer would say that it is simply too much and that it would not pass, without even looking at the window/screen that tells him that it is not about genre blaséness, but about neorealism. Even worse, the publisher/producer is reasonable because he is trained in what is allowed and paid for and what is not. Reality has surpassed any sick imagination, and at the same time surveillance forbids us from contact with it. Some are still looking for a way out, but at the wrong end: it's not the fault of those who look at screens, read, write and speak nonsense, while their brains are slowly stewing, it's the fault of those who have satellites and everything else, and the only thing they lack is absolute power . They are bothered by the state, administration, parliamentary democracy, all those ruins that don't work, but stand in the way; there is also education, health, culture and the like, which bothers Musk, Zuckerberg and other freaks. Can there be a society without separation of powers and administrative structure? Maybe it can, if subjects are covered by obligations and constant small payments, and nothing can be done in everyday life outside the digital cage. It could be terminal Thatcherism, a society that doesn't exist: the added thing is that the subjects are so involved in expressing anything that they no longer notice society at all.
Perhaps these younger leeches, who immediately attached themselves to the oldest newly elected and completely insane president, have well assessed where the weak point is from which they can work even faster. It is almost impossible that the basics of the new arrangement will not be quickly noticed and described, the question is what can be done against it.
Looking over your shoulder does not bode well. I am not pleading for localism and blindness to the global, on the contrary. I plead for a different view of the local and regional, for the cooperation of many local resistances and for the possibility of a regional determination for peace and cooperation, conditioned by growing global dangers. We should forget and destroy the dangerous illusion about the combustible Balkans and try a completely new design of the region, which can be done by removing local Balkanophobes. And who else can do it, except fresh beginners in thinking?
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