We have created brotherhood and unity!
We did not give in to fascism!
Tito! Tito! Tito, freedom!
"Tito, freedom", Poems about Tito (PGP RTB, 1972)
In the text published on April 17 of the current year - under the title "Where has the flag disappeared?" - I was dealing with the fact that the flag of our country has disappeared from the Old Town (Non-Minor City, some would say) - including the white mast from which it was flying - to the general astonishment and dismay of all of us who have (was and remain) the CG in their hearts ( or in both hearts and pockets).
Not long after, comrades reacted. They nailed a new white mast to the zero point of the idea of the city under Gorica - higher and more beautiful than the one that disappeared - and then they raised a new flag - bigger, redder and more golden than the one that disappeared - to the joy of all of us who carried it and who we continue to carry CG only in our hearts - and those who carry CG both in their hearts and in their pockets.
Immediately after that, my female fans came flooding in, directly in the inbox, with messages like - Have you noticed that the flag of Montenegro is flying over the squad again? You must welcome it in one of your next posts! I didn't pay attention, of course - it wasn't hard to guess what was behind the hill - but I did regularly take photos of that (new) flag on the (new) mast. I would shoot dozens of photos every time a nice day came and I found myself in the Old Town. I was looking for the perfect photo of that flag - and at the same time, in my mind, I was composing a text about that very significant place - including the broader picture, of course - which includes the Hotel Podgorica - and the inevitable skyscraper belonging to it.
So that a few days ago I went to throw garbage in the container - which is located right at the western end of the ramparts, on the right side, after you turn right from Ulica Predgrad, towards Sastavci - when...
OK, I felt something was wrong, but I didn't immediately understand what it was. For a few seconds, I stared at the white, slender tip of the mast, which was looming behind the rampart - until it finally dawned on me: SO YES, THERE IS NO FLAG AGAIN, THAT'S IT!
No flag on the mast! She is definitely not there!
So it took a while for that information to sink into my consciousness - and it was a serious blow. I had a hunch that it would happen again - because if it happened once that someone took away both the mast and the flag from the Old Town, why wouldn't it happen again that someone took away the flag - at least the flag - especially if we take into account that tensions are growing and that the situation complicates - but if you ask me if I was surprised when I finally pointed out that there was no flag on the mast - yes, I was surprised. I had an inkling that it would happen - but I also harbored a latent hope - in my heart - that it would not happen after all. It must be that schizophrenic optimism of the Montenegrins.
Anyway, I would bet that at this moment many of you will raise your finger high - and cry: what if the flag was blown away by the wind, and what if the flag was taken off and taken to be washed (as part of the procedures for regular maintenance of the flag prescribed by the regulations), and if it's not covered, so that the neighbors don't burn you...
Before I turned the corner I hoped, for a moment, to see three or four Fujups laughing at me and waving a flag - but there were no Fujups, no laughter, no flag - there was only that senseless white cone. .. The funniest - and scariest - thing was that the drama unfolded, literally, under the windows of the president of the country...
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OK, that mast - the fact that it was spared this time - I'll take it as a confirmation that it's okay that on May 21, back in 2006, I voted for CG - that remains, it's good that we got out of the sick-possessive embrace mother-Serbia. Again, with all my heart, I would vote for the state of Montenegro, I would always vote for Montenegro - whoever is behind that idea - and the fact that there is no flag, we could perhaps understand that as a revolt of a good part of Montenegro's population that has not, even to this day , managed to find himself in all that joyful story of ours. I'm not saying that I'm not very inclined to assert that they would also "behave" (as the young people from the DPS would say) towards us, in case it turned out their way at the Referendum - but again, if we're being honest, there's no need to thinking about it - because Milovic the team, unlike the counter-team, never thought of defeat (as one of two options - defeat was never an option). Milo's team finished the job - and then handed us the bill - and continued to hand it out - until one o'clock - until the moment when the team gathered around the metropolitan took over Amphilochia, a spiritual shepherd by vocation (in the meantime well-rested), supported by the so-called of the international factor, embodied in the figure of Mr Abazović - and a democrat was also there, hand in hand Becic, a wannabe lady by profession.
And it had its own bizarre course - the anniversary of the vote of Mr. General's Government will be in a little while Krivokapića - and how long this will go on like this, I'm afraid no one knows. If you ask me, I'm guessing that Generale will push for a while longer - not because Generale is good - Generale is not good, our Generale is far and too far from good - and every day it's getting further - but because those who work for him are worse than him. First of all, they should not press and vote no confidence in the General's Government - and secondly, they should be aware, if they think at all and if they think well of us citizens, that this strangling of monkeys is intolerable. And he could just retire on his own, he wouldn't lose much - and he could also gain something - spiritual peace, for starters, for example.
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"Marble, stone and iron," says an old song, "can easily be broken/ Everything, but everything passes, we are faithful to our love" - Montenegro, of course - black that cannot be black. And as for the flag - the current flag is, after all, just a piece of cheap red cloth - most likely Chinese - with a golden double-headed eagle printed on it - and as soon as we realize, as a society, as a whole, that the current version of the flag is not to everyone's liking - and that we would therefore have to work on a new version as soon as possible - working title: neither according to grandma, nor according to uncles - which would sing to us about the brotherhood and unity of all Montenegrin peoples and nationalities - all of them - including the indispensable pink team. When that new flag flies from the flagpole in the Old Town, we will finally be able to breathe a sigh of relief - at least in that regard.
And about real architecture, as some would say, more in the next issue, of this cross...
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