Post by account_disabled on Mar 2, 2024 20:28:35 GMT -8
These autumn days, Tirana is buzzing with the news that Prime Minister Rama sent a long message to the former soccer player and well-known Serbian coach, Sinisha Mihajllovic. Seen superficially, a message of congratulations for a speedy recovery does not have to make news, nor to arouse the nationalistic ububa that feeds inter-ethnic hatred. Interethnic dialogue fights prejudice and creates spaces for cooperation. Any of us can have a Serbian friend, colleague, partner or neighbor. There are not a few Albanians who like the songs of Lepa Brena, the virtuoso game of tennis player Novak Djokovic or the Shlivovica plum brandy. It is not a sin to have Serbian friends, nor to marry them, nor to want to live in peace with Serbs. So far so good.
It happens that while reading you wander Cambodia WhatsApp Number Data between the lines, return to a paragraph or stop reading with the thought that it is not necessary to go to the end, since you have understood the gist. With a complete reading of the message, apart from our Prime Minister's adoration for the sporting personality of Mihajllovic, the effort to appear open-minded, accompanied by an overdose of inferiority and an immense lack of the figure of the statesman, stands out. We have never seen our prime minister show such humility in front of an Albanian sportsman, or respect an Albanian of any profession without manifesting the vertical relationship between the ruler and the citizen, the tone of his authoritative voice and his presence while wearing nothing.
I followed the prime minister's chronicles with citizens, villagers, artists, footballers and doctors. They have a common denominator: disregard. He doesn't look them in the eye when they talk, sometimes he doesn't even look at them, he often interrupts them, mocks them, makes fun of them or calls them epithets. He comments on someone's hair, cell phone, wife; one's husband, ancestry, dialect, or both. The Prime Minister does not like complaints, nor arguments. He deals with form. Content is hard sport for him. When someone complains that things are not going well, the prime minister turns them into a shooting board. Read also: Tragic in Serbia - The couple kills the two children, then jump from the 17th floor of the building Sunday horoscope, find out the star forecast for your sign And so the attention shifts. Albanians face each other with the weapons given to them by their prime minister.
It happens that while reading you wander Cambodia WhatsApp Number Data between the lines, return to a paragraph or stop reading with the thought that it is not necessary to go to the end, since you have understood the gist. With a complete reading of the message, apart from our Prime Minister's adoration for the sporting personality of Mihajllovic, the effort to appear open-minded, accompanied by an overdose of inferiority and an immense lack of the figure of the statesman, stands out. We have never seen our prime minister show such humility in front of an Albanian sportsman, or respect an Albanian of any profession without manifesting the vertical relationship between the ruler and the citizen, the tone of his authoritative voice and his presence while wearing nothing.
I followed the prime minister's chronicles with citizens, villagers, artists, footballers and doctors. They have a common denominator: disregard. He doesn't look them in the eye when they talk, sometimes he doesn't even look at them, he often interrupts them, mocks them, makes fun of them or calls them epithets. He comments on someone's hair, cell phone, wife; one's husband, ancestry, dialect, or both. The Prime Minister does not like complaints, nor arguments. He deals with form. Content is hard sport for him. When someone complains that things are not going well, the prime minister turns them into a shooting board. Read also: Tragic in Serbia - The couple kills the two children, then jump from the 17th floor of the building Sunday horoscope, find out the star forecast for your sign And so the attention shifts. Albanians face each other with the weapons given to them by their prime minister.