Well done, Mandic.

Justice is slow but achievable. It is unlikely that the French student Nikola II Petrović Njegoš believed in this maxim, or the question is whether he even thought about justice for his family, name, dynasty at the time, when he appeared in Cetinje in the summer of 1967, with a backpack on his back. Surprised by the impressive welcome of about thirty residents, gentlemen in the most beautiful suits, Nikola, for the first time in his life, still in brilliant French, heard the address: Your Highness. Most of them were crying, they touched the guest of honor to make sure that the young prince was among them, that five decades earlier, the exiled and humiliated Petrovićs, and in 1967, had returned home. Nikola was moved, confused, and then happy. Although everything was spontaneous and without any patronage from state or municipal authorities, the protocol was known. The young prince was told that the great-grandson of the king would sleep in the house of the great-granddaughter of the last captain of the royal pennants. And so it was. A spacious room, the main one in that house, just for him, an architecture student from Paris. When he got up before dawn and headed for the door - he couldn't open it. After several attempts, he discreetly knocked and the door unlocked. Perjanić's great-granddaughter stood in front of him, a chair next to her. She told him in French - my duty was to guard the king tonight.

Neither the transfer of the remains of the king and queen in 1989, nor the magnificent Biennale with which the crown prince defied the coming war and madness, nor his promotion of the most beautiful face of Montenegro over the decades, nor his children and grandchildren, our little princes, none of this was enough for the previous regime of the MĐ and the DPS to return the Petrovićs to Montenegro. Even the 2011 Law, which they have been defending for the past weeks due to "forced annexation", was passed against the will of their leader! Thanks to the then Prime Minister Lukšić and the Speaker of Parliament Krivokapić. The DPS thus kept Prince Nikola and the Petrovićs in refugee status for two decades. It turns out that they treated them a little better than the Karađorđevićs in 1918. For them, Milo was a king, what will the Petrovićs do to them.

But what an irony - DPS' injustice towards the dynasty has now been corrected by Mandić. Bravo, Andrija. And that's why he's paying the price these days. As expected, because courage is not forgiven, that's why it's easy to be a coward.

Mandić ended up where, until recently, he could not even see himself in his worst dreams. On the covers of anti-Serbian tabloids that, together with the recently published AM, have been treating Serbs for almost four decades as an anti-European pariah, a little Russia, which instead of freedom, democracy and prosperity, only needs a great leader and a firm hand! That, the greatest tragedy in the history of Serbs, was announced back in 1991 when, in some elections in Rakovica, the gigantic Borislav Pekić lost to the UDBA scoundrel Vojislav Šešelj. Since then, the best and wisest Serbs have become Ustasha i traitors, and the worst and most immoral - leaders and confidants. AM has been on the wrong side for three and a half decades, now it has grabbed the right one. And it doesn't plan on letting it go.

I guess now Andrija himself, as well as his family members, realize that they were unnecessarily furious and pulled their hair out when I announced this epilogue to them a year and a half ago, with a provocative and metaphorical title - I'm dying for Mandić, you wretch and UstashaAt that time, Andrija was in the position of the "Vučić without an alternative" policy, which labeled every critic of the regime in Belgrade, from MEP Šider, through Croatian social democrat Picula, to oppositionists Đilas and Bjelogrlić, as Ustasha and anti-Serb. Mr. Picula, you stinking Ustasha!, was and remains a model of communication of the current Serbian autocrat and his servants - political, propaganda, intellectual. Could I have described better and more vividly to the head of parliament what awaits him on the first day after he decides to get off the crazy train and break with the anti-Serbian policy that has made the Serbs a European case and problem. Was there a more convincing way than to put him in such a context?! So, the reborn and reformed Mandić, a sworn European, a Montenegrin conciliator, a winner and not a loser, in the title of Vučić's inform and fight, takes the place of Picula and then the title reads: Miss Mandić, you Ustasha and wretch.

It's not quite like that yet, but we'll see that in the months to come. If Mandić doesn't give up. That is, if he doesn't give in like he did in 2008, when he even thought that it would be beneficial for the Serbs he represents if the party was just called New Democracy, without the Serbian prefix. However, now, from a position of power, he has a better chance of surviving. That's why these days he's encouraging himself and his party that "they have strong enough shoulders to carry such cheap campaigns". But he also admits that it's not pleasant to read headlines like: Mandić and NSD overpowered the Croats, Shame and disgrace live forever, For Mandić, Serbia is an occupier, Andrija followed in Milo's footsteps… Or listen to live broadcasts on Informer, Prva and Pink, some Dajković lamenting his brother Brutus, then another idiot (Milan K.) telling Andrija that Serbs are not Kurds, while their master AV celebrates those who did not vote for the vote. "I don't care who voted for the vote, I know who didn't, not Milan or anyone from his party. Milan is an honorable man"…

It seems that Mandić, after three and a half decades of singing in the anti-Serbian orchestra, which declared justice, humanity, knowledge and Europeanism as enemies of Serbia and Serbs, has decided to say goodbye, brothers. It is as if he has given up on all the loyalists who defend the Serbian world with the slogan "Vučić has no alternative". Similar to how Momir defended Yugoslavia in 1997 with the exclamation "Milošević has no alternative". By getting off the ship of lunatics, Mandić is cementing a political path that will lead him to retirement at the end of his career as a winner, a European and a reconciler. That is why the leader of the NSD can relax and wait for the 2027 elections. And after them, he will be one of the pillars of the government. The only question is whether he will remain an announcer or become prime minister.

The greatest credit for such a possible epilogue belongs to this DPS. The old, dilapidated, captured, Milo's. There are numerous examples, but now we are with Petrović. Instead of a few months ago, when the innovated Law on Dynasty was first put on the agenda, they came out and said what Mandić said a few days ago - that this Law is the least we owe to our greatest dynasty and most important family. Instead of saying that this innovated Law corrects the injustice done to the Petrovićs and at least symbolically alleviates their 110-year-long suffering and persecution - Milo's people and their satellites blabbered on about whether the Law states a violent annexation or just an annexation. Instead of Živković standing up in the Parliament and personally apologizing to Prince Nikola for everything that Milo, Đaga and his comrades have done to them in their time, he called for a boycott. That neither that first time, nor the other day, the second time, they would be in the Parliament, at a historical moment when part of the injustice against the royal dynasty is being corrected.

They left that opportunity to Mandić. And he used it skillfully. And DPS ended up in an embrace with SNP, which is not surprising because SK has a common ideological origin. And for communists, the king is still a class enemy. AM is partly right about the Karađorđevićs. First, one of their descendants should apologize, or at least say that he is sorry for the collapse and erasure of the Montenegrin king and state in 1918, and then they should be given some financial compensation, as valuable as that Topliš villa. In the end, in Montenegro, as in any other European country, there is no room for two dynasties, and therefore for two residences. And Mandić knows which one is ours.

Prince Nikola's father, Mihailo Petrović Njegoš, became the heir to the throne of Montenegro at the age of 13 (1921) at the request of his grandfather, King Nikola I. That crown, without a throne, would mark his life and turn the prince into a beggar. When the Italian occupiers offered him the throne in 1941, Prince Mihailo replied: "I accept with immense joy what has been bestowed upon me. Freedom and honors would be no compensation for the shame of betraying my country". He then ended up in a Nazi camp. His mother Natalija Konstantinović, granddaughter of Miloš Obrenović's younger brother, did not forgive him for refusing the crown. Although they lived for a time in Ney, near Paris, a kilometer away, Natalija never visited her son's family nor did she ever host her grandson Nikola. She died in 1950 when little Prince Nikola was six years old, but the grandson never had the opportunity to meet his grandmother. In those years, Tito also remembered Mihailo, he offered him to come from Paris to Belgrade and organize a department of Yugoslav diplomacy. But Mihailo quickly showed that he is not only anti-fascist, but also anti-communist. He left Tito's service and returned to Paris. He lived alone and poor for the next three and a half decades. Abandoned and forgotten by everyone. Together with the Petrović dynasty.

The latest law finally lays the foundation for the Petrović family to return from their centuries-long exile to their home, to the castle in Kruševac, where Prince Mihailo was born. Andrija felt that moment, Milo did not. Neither did Mašan from the head of state. Bravo, Mandić. You see you can do it whenever you want.