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Opinion / Editorial

February 20, '91, retrospective on an ugly date

February 20, '91, retrospective on an ugly date

In the history of a people and a country, there are white historical dates, which are related to national holidays, to military battles and victories, to achievements in science, culture or production, and other events that belong to the whole society; just as there are black days and dates, such as natural and human disasters, predatory wars, foreign invasions and occupations, etc. February 20, 1991, was and remains an ugly date in our national history. On that date, in the middle of the Capital, the destructive phalanxes, similar to the Nazi squadrons of the 30s, "landed". At first, the phalanxes in question, just like in the fascist years, started to set fire to the Albanian "Rajshtang", but a hidden hand beckoned them to destroy the statue of the Commander.... When he was alive, the Commander never wanted to rise in statues, but knee to knee with the people, next to the worker, in the fallow with the peasant, next to the soldier's fire position, laid on the table of the mountaineer, he would sit and talk, ask and congratulate, and make you happy. He left us, leaving us the Great Trust, the Trust for Albania. We, the common people, opened the "lid" of the heart and, together with Amaneti, entered His memory. This was our desire and opportunity. The work with the statesmen was different, with those who were very close to them... They had more strength and tools, skills and wisdom than the common people. That's why they didn't deal with hearts and "rings" like that, but quickly and quickly fabricated the big September and pompously placed it in the middle of the square. We, the simple ones, asked silently: "What was the need for such a big statue? The commander left deeds that there are no statues to balance! ... But our question was naive. It was naive, because we did not know that the "builders" of Shtatore, the day they were "raising" it, had also planned its downfall. Surely, that's why they made that statue so big, with the intention that when it "falls", it would make even more of a "figure". When they were raising the September, we did not manage to see the removable bolts on the base, which Judas pretended to "mount", and quickly covered them with beautiful tiles and rags ... The mercenaries of betrayal, prone to " White coats", like Arturo-Ui of Lulelakra, that day of February 20, were released on Shtatore, like a kennel of wolves. Although they knew that "the police are with us", that their weapons only had maneuver cartridges, that two or three border dogs were coming around the square with the cases of mugs stuck, still their heart, like a mercenary heart, trembled in their cage all the time chest mucus. All morning of that day, they had sipped glasses of alcohol, in order to "get brave". It was indeed a bronze September, but the fear was great. This fear did not come from any immediate physical threat. Such dangers did not exist. The secret hand had given them "power" to act fearlessly. He had also given them the "English" key. with which they would release those treacherous "nannies" mounted since the rise of September. The mercenaries were safe from this side. Even more so when they were in charge of the "White Coats" themselves, that the "Secret Hand", or more precisely the "Black Hand", had worn as a "shield" against some amateur confusion. And yet, they had fear in their hearts. It was the fear of the shameful act they were doing. When we say shame, we don't mean the shame that might befall them. No, mercenaries are not ashamed. But, they knew that their "deed" of that day, as an act of shame, could one day come out in front of them. A full thirty-three years have passed since that ugly date, and the mercenaries of black treason, the fear of their shameful deed and the crime they committed then, has not yet passed. It has even been added to them and is being added to them every day. It has increased and is increasing every day, because their sins have also increased. It is precisely this fear that does not leave them, which even after 33 years was fantasized by taking them out again to the same square to "commemorate" with trepidation February 20, 1991. Some of the mercenaries of that day, after receiving the "tribute ” of the work done, they ran to "Nëndaja", who probably started them, or will start them for some new "mission". That mercenaries cannot live without "missions". But most of that scotch is here. Some of them continue to fill the squares as mercenaries, in search of any reward derived from the "trophy". Their leaders are the same faces, only they lack the "White Coats" ... They have replaced them with signature suits, and at the same time they are "armored" with currency cards that they stole from the people. Except their "armor" of banknotes cannot always protect them. As soon as the "rain" and, especially, the "hail" starts, their bills will fall, like the feathers of chickens, and they will remain in front of the citizens. Thirty-three years have passed, but the Commander still stands as the Supreme Commander. In the square? No, not in the square! Villains, prostitutes and prostitutes are already there. . . and the Commander cannot stay with this dirty and disgusting scot. The Commander is honored as the Living September in the hearts of the common people, the people who loved him so much and worked so hard for him. His September is certain in the hearts of the people. There she cannot be touched by betrayal or by her mercenaries. Every day, the September of the Commander rises and rises in the hearts of millions of Albanians, millions of workers, millions of proletarians. as an act of shame, it could one day come to their noses. A full thirty-three years have passed since that ugly date, and the mercenaries of black treason, the fear of their shameful deed and the crime they committed then, has not yet passed. It has even been added to them and is being added to them every day. It has increased and is increasing every day, because their sins have also increased. It is precisely this fear that does not leave them, which even after 33 years was fantasized by taking them out again to the same square to "commemorate" with trepidation February 20, 1991. Some of the mercenaries of that day, after receiving the "tribute ” of the work done, they ran to "Nëndaja", who probably started them, or will start them for some new "mission". That mercenaries cannot live without "missions". But most of that scotch is here. Some of them continue to fill the squares as mercenaries, in search of any reward derived from the "trophy". Their leaders are the same faces, only they lack the "White Coats" ... They have replaced them with signature suits, and at the same time they are "armored" with currency cards that they stole from the people. Except their "armor" of banknotes cannot always protect them. As soon as the "rain" and, especially, the "hail" starts, their bills will fall, like the feathers of chickens, and they will remain in front of the citizens. Thirty-three years have passed, but the Commander still stands as the Supreme Commander. In the square? No, not in the square! Villains, prostitutes and prostitutes are already there. . . and the Commander cannot stay with this dirty and disgusting scot. The Commander is honored as the Living September in the hearts of the common people, the people who loved him so much and worked so hard for him. His September is certain in the hearts of the people. There she cannot be touched by betrayal or by her mercenaries. Every day, the September of the Commander rises and rises in the hearts of millions of Albanians, millions of workers, millions of proletarians. as an act of shame, it could one day come to their noses. A full thirty-three years have passed since that ugly date, and the mercenaries of black treason, the fear of their shameful deed and the crime they committed then, has not yet passed. It has even been added to them and is being added to them every day. It has increased and is increasing every day, because their sins have also increased. It is precisely this fear that does not leave them, which even after 33 years was fantasized by taking them out again to the same square to "commemorate" with trepidation February 20, 1991. Some of the mercenaries of that day, after receiving the "tribute ” of the work done, they ran to "Nëndaja", who probably started them, or will start them for some new "mission". That mercenaries cannot live without "missions". But most of that scotch is here. Some of them continue to fill the squares as mercenaries, in search of any reward derived from the "trophy". Their leaders are the same faces, only they lack the "White Coats" ... They have replaced them with signature suits, and at the same time they are "armored" with currency cards that they stole from the people. Except their "armor" of banknotes cannot always protect them. As soon as the "rain" and, especially, the "hail" starts, their bills will fall, like the feathers of chickens, and they will remain in front of the citizens. Thirty-three years have passed, but the Commander still stands as the Supreme Commander. In the square? No, not in the square! Villains, prostitutes and prostitutes are already there. . . and the Commander cannot stay with this dirty and disgusting scot. The Commander is honored as the Living September in the hearts of the common people, the people who loved him so much and worked so hard for him. His September is certain in the hearts of the people. There she cannot be touched by betrayal or by her mercenaries. Every day, the September of the Commander rises and rises in the hearts of millions of Albanians, millions of workers, millions of proletarians. They replaced them with signature suits, and at the same time they were "armored" with banknotes that they stole from the people. Except their "armor" of banknotes cannot always protect them. As soon as the "rain" and, especially, the "hail" starts, their bills will fall, like the feathers of chickens, and they will remain in front of the citizens. Thirty-three years have passed, but the Commander still stands as the Supreme Commander. In the square? No, not in the square! Villains, prostitutes and prostitutes are already there. . . and the Commander cannot stay with this dirty and disgusting scot. The Commander is honored as the Living September in the hearts of the common people, the people who loved him so much and worked so hard for him. His September is certain in the hearts of the people. There she cannot be touched by betrayal or by her mercenaries. Every day, the September of the Commander rises and rises in the hearts of millions of Albanians, millions of workers, millions of proletarians. They replaced them with signature suits, and at the same time they were "armored" with banknotes that they stole from the people. Except their "armor" of banknotes cannot always protect them. As soon as the "rain" and, especially, the "hail" starts, their bills will fall, like the feathers of chickens, and they will remain in front of the citizens. Thirty-three years have passed, but the Commander still stands as the Supreme Commander. In the square? No, not in the square! Villains, prostitutes and prostitutes are already there. . . and the Commander cannot stay with this dirty and disgusting scot. The Commander is honored as the Living September in the hearts of the common people, the people who loved him so much and worked so hard for him. His September is certain in the hearts of the people. There she cannot be touched by betrayal or by her mercenaries. Every day, the September of the Commander rises and rises in the hearts of millions of Albanians, millions of workers, millions of proletarians.