"But what "problem" forces these luxury vehicles to overwork..."/ Artan Hoxha publishes the video that is spreading rapidly and reveals what is happening in the fishing pier of Saranda
Name/ The warden's car caught fire in Berat, it was in the parking lot in front of the prison, the first suspicions (Photo)
The mafia attack with two victims in Vlora, Gladis Nano makes a sudden move
Ambassador Volodymyr Shkurov reveals the figures: Here are how many Ukrainians left from the war have taken refuge in Albania
Killed his neighbor for blood feud, Florjani makes the painting in prison 'hugging his father'
New details from the killing of the Albanian in Italy have come to light, how the 36-year-old was ambushed, suspected of...
"Berisha and Meta are killing the alternative to come to power" Vangjeli warns of a 'storm' in PD and PL: This is the only way for the opposition to triumph
Covid-19 in Albania/ The Ministry of Health publishes the figures, here are how many new cases there have been in the last 24 hours
"Hamletism" of the opposition...
Written by Bujar Braho 28 Korrik 2022
A letter appeared, unexpectedly remembered on the monitor, taken from the archives of a Kosovar's pockets. A voice that clarified the text. Then the intervention of the moderator of STV:
- This is the letter of 48. Enveri sent it to Tito of Yugoslavia, the moderator's explanation was successful.
-What's wrong!? It requires a good neighbor, - intervened one of the analysts, who had not passed the summer.
- What the Prime Minister is doing today, with "Open Balkan". What did the ethers do yesterday, the sons are following today, the moderator cut short, did you say that someone was following him from behind. An illusory correlation of a hallucinatory fantasy. The analyst wants to enter the discussion. The moderator closes the show. Time had passed. My time remains dependent on the phrase "Fathers and sons". I originally bought it for Turgenev's novel, Fathers and Sons. But I was not shooting it anymore, because the novel is about the nihilism of the new generation, towards the old, while the moderator showed notes of "love" as in the tragedy "Romeo and Juliet". In addition, I was confused by the comedy strip, where the romance, with exclamations until deafening, of the leadership on the screens or the pulpit, about "fathers and sons", with tragic-comic notes, how many times the need for extra attacks begs the prime minister. Political game, but what goes into the moderator's bag, to throw and twist, in these surrogates, that nobody gets into the bag, except for the one who wants to postpone the time, with kici-mice!? I don't know why, I was reminded of Lysjen Shardoni's novel, "Lost Illusions" by Balzac. The journalist who came to Paris from the provinces, the temptation from the aristocratic world, the order after the life of the coffins, its expensiveness, forces him to choose the paths of compromises... Maybe the moderators, analysts, salty salaries have turned them into victims of the first, and the order after her blood, without asking about the consequences of the wounds, only one, let there be no laughter and confusion, from the target of "fathers and sons", because, how much the moderator scratched the harvest, then left it to the electorate, to close the wound or let it smell!? The time of lost illusions, because (even though illusions are the ship that plays in the great sea of ??life), when it enters the sea, the waves will show their teeth. Moreover, when it comes to different times, but they have the motive of coming together, conveying messages of good neighborliness, turn it into a joke game, when the reigning time has passed, even though the screens love to bring and bring back , how many times do they have to sharpen the sword, in the battle with the prime minister. They don't leave a hole or hole unturned, not to give direction to affairs, but for political conjuncture. God willing, what happened with the dictator's signature, thrown on a piece of paper of the time. To use the issued signatures, in decision-making in time, to make connections, with the only mission; Throwing mud at the political opponent, for the leadership are choices of the political war, but the black and white screens have gone out of fashion, even though there are analysts who like to read in black, to satisfy some small interests, that they have to do with arrangements that come from the money market. The way out of this dead end was instinctively brought to me by the panel from the show "Free Zone". The moderator had cracked the question on the screen; "is it merit or fate of the prime minister", the cell of negotiations!? The Brussels journalist revealed the truth of the realization of the "six tasks" left a long time ago by Brussels, without which the negotiations could not proceed, but strangely I did not understand from where, the voice of the moderator caught a tremor , which he wanted to remove with the analyst's stathoscope, in order to given smoke to the fire. The wicks of their lamp had taken on water, so the fireworks, fell on deaf ears, from the burning flame, from the journalist who had followed inside and brought the bio information, from Brussels. Eh! Lysjena Shardona, Lysjena Shardona, - I said under my breath -, the life of the shroud has turned into merchants who sell principles, try to cover up the truths, which the journalist Eris revealed in the light of the sun, while you are looking, chickpeas on a skewer . As if to shed light on the idea of ??"fate", the moderator called in the help of the philosopher, conversing with the etymology of the word, Europe, turned into a show in ordinary lecture hours (do you say that it is the time of the dictatorship and the people are closed sources to learn, when the world's library is on the Internet, if the will to search encourages you), but here is the epilogue, throughout the prologue, it was the prime minister who had the approaches with "Zeus", but in the negative connection. Wandering through "Olimb", and the landing of legends on the ground, for the construction of litotas, with the sole purpose of adding to the gallery of figures for the prime minister, what goes according to the appetite of his political opponent, is to "smell", contrary to the status of a journalist. What would help to get out of the political deadlock was the "Hamletization" of the opposition, when you find the time to deal with the tragedy of "Hamlet", the phenomenon of Hamletism, as a struggle and effort of Hamlet's character, to discover the truth of the murder of his son, by his brother Claudius, the chaotic questions that eat away at his soul and that make him; to suspect, investigate, sift and find evidence, before he decides to take action, that is, it will have a meaning similar to his pronounced indecision, what it has today and the divided opposition suffers, but because it does not occur to "Claudius" to hers, sinks under the weight of guilt. The appearance of the ghost of the man, reveals the truth of the crime, maybe even the philosopher some day, some ghost will appear, to discover the truth of the opposition caus and not new to deal with urban legends about "Zeus" and him, because the more time he spends on it, the more he prolongs the days of his reign of power. For the politicians who make policies of their struggle for power, it is everyone's choice to accept them or not, but for analysts and moderators who line up on the side of one or the other politician, violating the journalist's ethics of truth, makes the media untrustworthy and abandons the screen, cultivating people's indifference, and making the growth of the blue electorate scary, because it loses hope in politics and therefore also those who cover shows which, their status burdens them with the noble mission of being a promoter of movements in the interest of the normal functioning of democracy. The screens are the most powerful semaphores, of the crossroads of society. When their radars fly through the muddy spaces, the coordinates will miss the flights of the great plane, filled with human souls fighting for life, when your fight becomes for life. , maybe he is, drunk like Lysjeni Shardoni, from the coffins!? Our Lysjans go beyond the "Parisian" mundane life. leaving no point of the globe unsavory, fat salaries, compromising with political directions, push him to be a guide even outside our orbit. Mine with clocks, more than the politics itself, are the screens, which with their sensitivity in the public, can make uncontrolled shots and sink it worse than they tarred it, in the sea full of waves of life, pregnant by poverty of people at the limits of extreme living. Disinformation through analysis and comments on the screens, only to serve the pocket, used to be full and flat, to live as in heaven and better than the politicians who feed, is part of a great guilt that sins, as much as the wicked politicians, who build trenches for their own account, even though pretending, they have the motto of their life, full of hypocrisy. Money sickness syndrome, apparently, he also caught some of our Lysjen Chardons, which he sees as Leshavit, not only in the logic of thought, but also in the vocabulary of expression, which sometimes resembles that of the streets. Perhaps, this is the only possibility, to keep the show connected with the reality outside, turning the folkloric lexicon into a market of jokes for the entertainment of the public, which also finds that one, "goddess", to postpone the days of boredom, through the corba of these screens, which feed on the feelings of people with frozen smiles on their lips. Perhaps this is the "only value" that remains for the benefit of the vast majority of people, the others have turned into services, for those who disrupt shopping through incriminated streets, this is because our Lysjen Chardons, they have turned into co-sharers of the monetary values ??of politics, to cope with the life seduced towards luxury, the same and worse than the character of Lysjen Chardon, of Balzac. Instead of dealing with the opposition's "Hamletism" as a phenomenon that is keeping the Albanian society hanging, and does not allow change, they kill time with sophisms for the prime minister, which not only do not put a thorn in his side, but prolong the days. of his "reign", for the fault of the opposition, but a little worse for the screens that do not go beyond Rogner's threshold, and play with fake kingdoms, "Zeus", without looking at the political and social reality and fallen into head of phenomena that hinder development, and open the green light for progress... of Balzac. Instead of dealing with the opposition's "Hamletism" as a phenomenon that is keeping the Albanian society hanging, and does not allow change, they kill time with sophisms for the prime minister, which not only do not put a thorn in his side, but prolong the days. of his "reign", for the fault of the opposition, but a little worse for the screens that do not go beyond Rogner's threshold, and play with fake kingdoms, "Zeus", without looking at the political and social reality and fallen into head of phenomena that hinder development, and open the green light for progress... of Balzac. Instead of dealing with the opposition's "Hamletism" as a phenomenon that is keeping the Albanian society hanging, and does not allow change, they kill time with sophisms for the prime minister, which not only do not put a thorn in his side, but prolong the days. of his "reign", for the fault of the opposition, but a little worse for the screens that do not go beyond Rogner's threshold, and play with fake kingdoms, "Zeus", without looking at the political and social reality and fallen into head of phenomena that hinder development, and open the green light for progress...