Dragutin and Milutin

(portalnovosti.com)

While the World Cup in football is taking place in North America, in which a quarter of the world's countries participate, and without Serbian countries, the Serbian sports television station Arena broadcasts all the matches. It also broadcasts those of Croatia and Bosnia, they can be watched on the second channel, but not on the first. This imposing television station with a multitude of channels is completely loyal to the President of Serbia, Vučić, and the reporters are in line with what the person who holds everything in Serbia in his hands considers desirable. For years, a part of the audience has been silenced when they shout "Vučić, you faggot", but they are not silenced when they shout "Ratko Mladić". Thus, the reporter who was broadcasting the game between Bosnia and Qatar was close to swallowing his tongue when Bosnia scored goals. If Serbia or Red Star had been playing, an orgasmic click would have erupted from him even at the corner kick, not to mention the goals. Thus, the anesthetist Vučić made it possible for Serbia to calm down. The executive reporter under local anesthesia even went so far as to pronounce the Bosnian coach's last name, Barbarez, as Varvarez, in his speech. The phoneticians and speech therapists from his television station would probably swear on all saints that the reporter had pronounced it correctly.

Vučić's spirit hovers over the waters, over the air and over the air to the point that in its disarray one can expect the presentation of a globe of Serbia with the Serbian Arctic and Serbian Siberia. While the World Cup in football is being played in North America, the president of Serbia presented a Serbian invention as proof that Serbia will not bow down: Serbia is winning! It is not winning the World Cup, but it is winning in no one knows what, it is winning in the heat under a hot celestial star called the Sun. In the heat in which Serbian chickens lay boiled Serbian eggs, and Serbian cows give Serbian milk in Serbian powder, in a Belgrade square the said president presented two humanoid sokočalas, on which everything is Serbian: they have Serbian vests on their chests, and Serbian šajkačes on their heads. And their chaps are, of course, Serbian, and the yellow Kondurs are probably a progressive version of Serbian opanki. He said triumphantly and, as only he knows how, in a monologically refined way, that these are pure Serbian robots named Dragutin and Milutin! These two Serbian over-the-earthlings are barely up to the belt of the over-the-earth Vučić, but in the catalogue of their excellences, President Vučić announced that they play the Serbian Moravian kolo better than him. In front of the ever-infallible cameras, he tried to dance in a kolo with Dragutin and Milutin, but had to give up after the first half step. I'm not good at it, he said.

The next day, parents' meetings were held in schools and students were given grades and commendations, and it was ordered that all of this be done on that day, because that day was Vidovdan, and although schools were no longer open, because it was a holiday, and they never work on Sundays, they would still work on Sundays and would not be closed on Vidovdan. In the afternoon, again according to an order made according to a more complicated procedure than the one for schools, the public flocked by bus to Belgrade's Ćacilend to declare Serbia victorious in the heat. In the chaos of speeches, music and songs, the pure Serbian homoid robots Dragutin and Milutin also performed, along with two others whose names were not announced. Serbian President Vučić, widely known as a man of dialogue, showed his hospitality towards Dragutin and Milutin. In his carefully prepared speech, it was noticeable that the robot Dragutin had nevertheless (yet!) had a considerable influence on him. Namely, the soul of the robot Dragutin moved into the soul of the ancient king Dragutin Nemanjić, who in 1282 convened a council in his capital Deževo and renounced his kingdom in favor of his brother, whose name, lest one believe it - Milutin! Deževo, today's Deževa, is located at the foot of Golija, and one could even say at the foot of Rogozna, where the two mountains meet. The latter is today the working area of ​​the Australian (Bohemian and Chinese) company Strickland Metals, which is relentlessly drilling the mountain and building roads for mines of nothing less than gold. This is how President Vučić, a friend of the robot, and that means also of kings Dragutin and Milutin, presented it several times. That copper mining (because it is primarily about copper, gold is an excuse and opium for the people) will ruin the mountain and the cities of Novi Pazar and Raška, the president will not even hear about it, let alone tell him about it. He talks about tons of gold waiting for his diggers. It's as if the gold from Rogozna springs alone, without any accompaniment and impure, hot and dry.

President Vučić, in a generous dialogue with purely Serbian mute robots of Chinese production, deigned to announce that his presidency of Serbia is coming to an end. The sad announcement was also heard by the two unnamed robots that kept Dragutin and Milutin company. The President of Serbia, as is typical of him, said that these are the last days and weeks of his presidency. How many days, how many weeks, that is, the President has not been heard, and the robots with royal Serbian names, by their very nature, have refrained from making statements.

But the distant ancestor of the homoid robot Dragutin, the physical king Dragutin, in the aforementioned capital Deževo, made a statement slightly different from the one that Vučić deigned to make in his Ćaciland. At the end of the winter of that year 1282, King Dragutin left his Deževo for the ore-mining mountain Rogozna, to hunt. He went with his nobleman, and near the present-day medieval fortress of Jeleč, his fat horse stumbled, so King Dragutin fell and broke his leg. In his distress, noblemen and servants ran to him, and with tears and lamentations, they laid him on the ground and hewed planks from the tree and made a splint for his broken leg from them. After hewing these planks, the place was named Otes. King Dragutin, as Archbishop Danilo the Second writes, while still on earth, asked his entourage to take him to Deževo. He convened a council in Deževo, and at the king's invitation, the aforementioned Milutin, brother of King Dragutin, also attended. Milutin "made great lamentations and wept over his brother." And the wounded king said this to his brother Milutin: "My beloved brother, you see how I have done, so it has come back to me, that I will no longer reign on this throne, which I took from my parent by force. And if after this I remain on this throne reigning, my body will be tested by the Lord with unspeakable punishments. For according to my deeds that I have done, all this will come upon me. For I think that I have fallen away from the kingdom of heaven forever, desiring fleeting glory. For the pain of Gehenna awaits me, eternal unbreakable bonds and utter darkness, poisonous worms, gnashing of teeth, care and sorrow of the fiery river... And you, my dear and beloved brother, take my imperial crown and sit on the throne of your parent, for God commands so, and reign for many years." King Dragutin understood his fall from his horse and broken leg as God's punishment for having overthrown his father Uroš I from the throne six years earlier. There are testimonies that after Dragutin ascended the throne, he would spend a lot of time every day in a dug grave on a bed of thorns that he had prepared himself. Dragutin's "pain of hell" is the suffering of go, from the torments of hell, or as is more often heard today under Rogozna, from hell. Milutin, on the other hand, proved to be one of the most successful Serbian kings. Once upon a time, the silver mountain Rogozna made a king wise and returned him to piety. Vučić turned the silver mountain into a golden one.

King Dragutin is the only Serbian ruler to resign. He did not say that his mandate would expire in a few days or weeks, but stepped down immediately. In the presence of the people, because he had broken his leg. He did not play ball, nor did he play in the Moravian circle.