"Confession"

After a kiss, can you kiss your sweetheart goodbye? Or get divorced, if you don't like the marriage. But, let's say when you get divorced, that only applies to your favorite cafe and betting shop? Or maybe the whole of Zeta...

An impossible word, in more ways than one. Both linguistically and politically.

As such - non-existent, fabricated for Vučić's state propaganda, it seems to be the ideal word for local politicians. These are, you remember, those characters who can do anything - with words. Because they don't give a damn about words... And where words no longer have any weight, even clownish performances can look like politics.

Someone simply cannot step out of the caricature, and someone chooses a joke as their spiritual homeland. And that's perfectly fine when it comes to an original from the neighborhood who cheers up the neighbors and entertains the children. Until a hellish summer day passes, for example. But when you find such a psychological profile in a public job, something is seriously wrong. Or accept that you live in a cartoon...

There is an amusing Montenegrin story from the Cold War era. When the Russians entered Czechoslovakia in 1968, a now famous meeting of the party organization was held in Pješivci. The minutes were adopted with only two points. The first was - "That the Soviet Union urgently withdraw from the ČSSR". And the second: "If the Soviet troops do not withdraw, schedule a new meeting".

There is something of this atmosphere (a similar sense of self-importance in world affairs, for example) in the latest event of the same genre - it is about the "recognition" of the state of Kosovo, which was adopted by the local government in the territory of the Zeta municipality. So, as far as I understand, in the future, Montenegrin recognition of the state of Kosovo (how lucky if Serbia had recognized it immediately, today many things would look different) will not be valid in Ljajkovići, Berislavci, Mahala and many other picturesque villages of Zeta. Not even in Golubovci, which in the seventies of the last century was proudly sung: Golobovci in two rows, towards Belgrade now it looks... The great powers are not able to express their opinion on the moves of the Zeta municipality, they are busy with the Strait of Hormuz.

What this Zeta "recognition" means is unclear to few, even among supporters of the move. Does such a political act produce any consequences, anywhere in the universe? Of course not.

Well, what's the point then?

Why would someone do something that is, to put it simply, pointless?

But it's actually a very unusual game and an interesting situation: in fact, you give your supporters - nothing. Fiction. A decision that doesn't change anything anywhere. And they think it's - something. It's like giving them a banknote that you draw yourself on plain paper, and they believe it's a real banknote. And that they can buy something with it.

How long can people play this game, or rather how long do you think you can pay them - with fake money? How long would it take for them to - believe it?

Or, instead of being surprised, accept it - this is what politics in Montenegro looks like. Well, at least we know where we are.

Isn't it risky to accustom people to this economy of nothing, to such transactions of emptiness?

In Serbia, it was once a regular column in the media: who and where around the world "recognized" Kosovo. Not a small amount of money was spent on such an action. Countries that many viewers have never even heard of are named as heroes of the fight for justice. Because, allegedly, they withdrew recognition of the state of Kosovo. There were so many of these "bright" examples that it is a real miracle that anyone remained, went out into the world, and recognized Kosovo...

It seems that politics in Montenegro has become a business made up of jokes about little Perica. And that little Perica is the true hero of this political scene, because only characters from such jokes can come up with things like this.

That tribal nerve for engaging in big politics is tenacious, from Pješivci all the way to the end of Zeta...

Or is everything in vain when a man - loses his mind.