The Hairless Fleet of the Wicked Seat

1999. After the war. It would be a chance for me to be in our apartment in the north and which would still be at war where I remember the first thought of Bajram Rexhepi by someone not as a doctor but as a politician. While today, Bajrami had to meet with Oliver”, said Aunt Shukrije, our neighbor from the wall. Since I was 12 years old, I needed an explanation: Is the doctor we knew more through profession than through his person? It was just him. And then they started reminiscing for the profile of someone who was remembered as a good citizen, who was slipping into an indolent politician, and who went out in the morning as evil.

In fact, for months during the NATO bombings, when the world's shame in Mitrovica came out and people took their wives to SUP to ask killer police commanders: “and how far does this stupidity or neighbors end?”, the military doctor, was doing the right thing: he was at Shala's ridges and helping the wounded. In fact, he was doing it months ago, so from 98th, when football was still being watched in the city, it was performed “perece” during Ramadan, and at best we expected fighting to stop, if not even hate the uprising.

During all this time Hippocrates and patriotics were embedded in it. Bajrami was one of us, as never would have been, but at least for the context in question we, not Bajrami, were anti-historic. Whatever the case, the break-up of the post-war city left no room, nor time was it valued as perhaps the greatest credit in life. That's because the city was already turned into a small Alger from a French tricolumous boot of the bridge designers, who were planting the rebellious atmosphere of the suspicious future, in a situation (post)traumatic. The glory of Hippocrates with a bag in his hole was being crushed by tons of tanks and autobuldes on bridges that interfered with nothing but hopeless gloom, respectively, from the urgent need to confront the new reality.

The KLA had infiltrated the city's southern administrative vacuum, since military invasion in the north was declared banned by the headquarters itself NLA don't talk to strangers. Bajrami was the mayor of the town now with the Berrutian overtones. It happens to them because the vast part of their associates had a mental deficit. Level something on the imbelic, just like they are today. It was called the mayor of the north, and in fact more power over the north may have had the Sherahedin Ajeti and Faruk Mehmeti of the time of UDB than the day's Bajrami.

His meetings with the killer Ivanovisk were already the new mirror of a little Dayton or Rambi, playing in Mitrovica. While Ivanovi often met with Albanians, he spoke Albanian, but the benefits for him and his members ran Serbian, Bajrami tried to fast from his Serbian, but the losses spoke Albanian. Mitrovica was gradually taking its real view after several years of self-insulting as one of Kosovo's most political and non-political modernism pioneers: the city of Serbs and Albanians.

He handed over the hospital keys to the north as a sort of implicit act of leaving the remaining Serbian staff of KKUK. The north was emptied, Bajrami was created. We also lost schools. I personally lost three half-years and even started <x0m> losing both language” even when I was alone with myself, just as a string of Hölderlin says. E Bajrami couldn't make his own decisions, since in Mitrovica all of a sudden he could be the one who cried to him yesterday: Cardilla with some quad with a tricolers followed. Human troop operation was the same as operating on the city's political body.

Kouchner, the French command of KFOR, sending foreign centres were revising the city's fate, recognizing the cemented reality: the Serbian north. I tried the idea of the “Trust Zone” allegedly inserting Bosniaks' Lagen and the Three Ukrainians into a security orbit: in vain. Thirteen years later, the TNT bomb there was killed Selver Haradinaj, shortly since Bajrami é already offered to offer Interior Minister and Distinctions ) had recommended a superstitious and religious remedy for his northerns: charms to bury Selverin himself without a mole.

Ivanovici interlocutor accepted, while he made the nationalist when the idea of the 2000 “Grand Promise Agreement was introduced: <x0)x1> a symbolic appointment of a Belfast election that was tried in Mitrovica in 2000 this year of the big bastards in the city. The agreement provided that Serbs have representation in the southern municipality. As I recall, the idea of how American manager had arrived was said to have succeeded there, as well as in Mostar. Ivanovi, who was becoming extremely rich (residence in “Sujesksa” in the north had released KFOR's Moroccan to which it received 6,000 The DM, he coveted the idea, but Bajrami refused and the idea went wrong.

In 2002 they made him prime minister while remembering at the House of Health in the South. So someone who had handed over his 500m job to the north found himself prime minister of 10,887 square km. The choice, like for the national and LDK quotas, which had firmly won municipalities to result with irony in themselves sometime after 13 years: the white cloak started enriching and raising, the cloak found the fall of the wage-free remnant.

And as Bill Nash fled after his success (in fact, the job only got worse), the one who actually made Bajram prime minister, the former P The SSP, Michael Steiner, made even more powerful the route of the city's division through the 2002/28 Administrastration Order, which also disappointed the competencies of the South Municipal Assembly over the north. Who remembers Sylejman Gashi the famous RTK's when he announced to RTK “Mitrovica reunification” you know what I'm talking about...

In a 2003 report, he publicly lied that the UN-HABITAT job is to ensure the return to the north. On the contrary, U n N-HABITAT recommended us selling property at a time when the nonstop spoke of the Serbian “sustainable return of”.

Even the mention that “stopped the frustrated crowds of 2004” is completely in vain. Crowds raffled from his party's structures, the crowds that betrayed the possibility of a fair revolt in a hopeless five-year post-Rambuje situation, since the sole purpose of interest was to send weapons and drugs to the north, namely business with Serbian partners.
He did not represent anyone as a part of the 2004-2007 legislature, except that ironically he once again found a colleague with Ivanovic. Nor did he see the city eat up while running the municipality once more in 2007-09, except for poverty and even greater capture.

The 2010-2014 period, when he also served as interior minister, is probably the most unpleasant, most wicked period to follow. Power was evil compared with wealth. The humane for him was already a uproot, but since he once had roots in it, he was bringing the disease. Hippocrates were bringing out a Goliath who didn't even know how to beat helpless David.

Why is it that in 2010, the north-class tragic action of Enver Zymber, the silence of the pure ethnic connotation of the murder of Selver Haradinaj, the theft in the testimony room, the increasingly religious dictionary where behind the amulets recommended for the northern Kadri Veselini lullaed with “the church of vdittex1 to revile a couple of years later in RUICON?

Bajrami was evil, but he became such, and he left. They made power and greed. His death, my aunt Shukrije and I watched from Pristina yesterday, respectively. Chance? Not at all.

It'll only be remembered for the dialogue with the famous old woman, the target, and the evil Indulent. Ah, even for gray hairs and gray brands always as gray as life. I hope he doesn't remember as he's remembered these two days: like a millionaire. That's because such an image formalizes and legalizes evil as normal social immorality, since the very meaning of the bowl here speaks enough, does it not? IT WAS not a millionaire! So it was supposed to be. Disgusting!

He cries like necrophilia and totemists. He was also pleasantly relaxed. They called it the first KLA doctor without even being there. For Accuracy: First physician I The KLA has been Hafir Shala, kidnapped on April 10th 1998 by UDBshi Fadil Sylevqi on Pristina-Drenas road and drowned in Serbian investigative chambers in Pristina. They took advantage of the party's formal failure to remake part of the mortal party. But the question is, would they do the same if they let the party formally? Comrade Hashim and Comrade Kadri know the answer.