“Posle ovih izbora neće biti nijedne petooktobarske partije u Skupštini. Ja sam simbol tog vremena, i ne odričem ga se. Ja se ne povlačim u ime 12. marta. Ja neću da ćutim.”
wrote this at the Zurich airport a week ago…
Out of Serbia, shall i say finally, out of Belgrade the city where i was born where i had a child, and other best and worst moments of my life! Yes, after almost 4 months of the corona clinch lockdown between a totalitarian president Vucic and a irresponsible tennis star acting as a role model Djokovic, dictating rules and moods…I think i am done with Serbia, not for good but as a nostalgia. Those things i remember fondly will still be in my heart and mind but they are gone, there is only a echo, an imitation of that life i am missing.
What is a writer who does not write? A woman who does whatever she does when she does not write. So i didn’t write much during the lockdown and all the news pouring in as black water, some…
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Kako to da Srbija nije izvršila agresiju na Bosnu i Hercegovinu, a u centru Srbije logor? I u logoru preko 800 stotina bošnjačkih duša. Zlostavljanih, silovanih, prebijanih, izgladnjavanih, gušenih u kamionima…Pa nisu Užice u Krajini ili Hercegovini?!
Piše: Dragan Bursać
Ovih dana u Srbiji je pompezno proslavljen Dan policije. I ne bi se tu imalo šta dodati osim fakta da je riječ o populističkoj paradi u svrhu reklame jednog čovjeka. Aleksandra Vučića.
Nego, zna li taj čovjek i pripadnici te policije, da su neke njihove kolege baš u tim i takvim odorama, baš pod tim zastavama, u julu 1995. godine organizovali koncentracioni logor. I to baš u toj Srbiji, koja navodno nije učestvovala u ratu?
Revidiranje istine kao nastavak zločina drugim sredstvima
Porodice žrtava sa RTS-a tačno pre 21 godinu postavile su pitanje „Zašto?“, i u međuvremenu su odavno našle odgovor, koji danas u Srbiji na žalost nema ko da čuje.
Tokom rata na Kosovu i intervencije NATO 1999. najzad je svakome u Srbiji mogla da postane jasna ključna činjenica koja je obeležila prethodnih 12 godina raspada Jugoslavije: da su međunacionalni ratovi koje su izazvale i vodile frakcije duboke države bili samo dimna zavesa za zločine nad sopstvenim sunarodnicima, kao sredstvom za zadržavanje ekonomske i političke moći u uslovima kraha komunističkog poretka. Nakon državne pljačke državnih fondova i imovine stanovništva, „razmene teritorija“ i izgona stotina hiljada ljudi, otvaranja konc-logora i masovnih likvidacija pripadnika drugih nacija, i pojedinačnih smaknuća protivnika i konkurenata iz redova vlastite nacije, 1999. na red su došla i slabo prikrivena masovna ubistva sunarodnika.
Even though i spend every day speaking online to my Italian friends in dire straits, even though i sing dance and cry with and for them, even though i anxiously follow the statistics of the corona virus spread which are worse every day than the predictions…i must admit that now i am on a turning point. Either i will understand them and join them or just forget it, let them fight it out as the Brexiters are doing.
Italian premiere just announced that he is afraid that Italians will not be able to endure the severe restrictions psychologically… so in italy only half measures for now even though they have the highest death rate in the world…Chinese scientists and doctors who came to help them just said, this won’t do, if you don’t help yourselves we cannot help you…
The so called Italian lifestyle that was promising the longest life…
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Last night people in Belgrade, Serbia applauded again vastly and loudly the medical staff, just as they are doing it regularly in Italy, with singing and banging of hope …yesterday Italy had the biggest death toll ever 475 and the military were engaged in helping with the coffins…Listen to the science, act with conscience… there are bigger things than an individual or politicians…the concert and concept of solidarity is underway finally…
T. from Rome writes:
This morning I saw the army trucks transporting the dead bodies in Bergamo and I had a breakdown… so surreal, too much horrors. And too many people in Lombardia are still required to go to factories and workplaces even if they don’t work in undeferable fields. Why our government is not shutting down everything? why are those people being sacrificed in the name of profits for the fews? after all, we already know that there will…
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Right now i am staying in the the house of Rasa Livada (1948-2007), Serbian poet from Zemun, Belgrade on Danube who wrote a book of poems “Karantin” in 1977
He used to prophesize, A Livada kaze…and Livada says…
Everyone keeps on asking that question. You’d be surprised:
For such a long time the most beautiful and biggest building
In town has been the Quarantine Office.
If you scratched its mortar you’d be able—
even at this very moment—to dig out a rib
or the shin-bone of a construction worker.
You can tell there was a dungeon
stretched between the earth and the underworld,
between the earth and sky.
And there were those
who travelled along Rodopi’s cable
to find their fathers who’d escaped the region
and gone to Hellada
as well as those who had come from Jerusalem and Smyrna
only to migrate then to Poland and Germany
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