Family With Haradinaj: acceptance and entertainment

This community of ours, has met Haradinaj. In fact, he's familiar with the spirit of the fair being, since it's where he sees himself as otherwise, which today has had to restore some of the security that the propagated provincialism in his own familiar nature and environment. Safety that will eventually download or fade but never disappear. Haradinaj's recovery somewhat resembles me in those old, imposing ladies, who, as a local deicuit has beaten their child or grandson, come out and curse him with a heavy tongue, despise the origin, but when they happen to hear that the planr has found trouble by someone who can change prosperity and even lower tendencies, is filled with joy, a sense of spiritual satistrophy, a certain triumphism out of powerlessness.

They rejoice in the invasion of authority by other authorities just as in their own times, when some muscular giant may have socialized while ridding them of some narrowness but who have continued to ridicule him in their dedication. The formula that I believe best describes the power-public relationship built after Haradinaj's arrival is precisely this: scoff at the mistake and therefore a certain freedom to allow rationalized insitivity of the frightening entity. Never freer to swear, never more depersonized to change the situation.

Haradinaj is experienced as a renewal of sustainability at the worst “type site makes”. Some half-time comfort you came after a beating in a soccer stadium. A comfort that enables the welfare situation: when the policeman or “the man of the hall” rules over the stadium, involved in the stadium not being subjects, but the spiritual situation, is plagued by the tendency of gender: the interreversity, the clothes, the money, the telephones, the hand watches, the rings/air left in the front of the stadium, saved (or stolen) the fs. In fact, it's not like the finest man in the neighborhood just rules. He may even rest (even for a few days), which only frees the stadium in the very condition of the occupational aura that polices on him! Each one is touched by what is known as a benefit from the mess. It's incarnation of collective resignation from facing the stadium (read: police in public).

Resignment from the causs that led the Nemit Albanian to the streets, but which already has no reason to come out, since Ramush has the reins over the cause he started. Citizenhood police give way to bail: “Ramushi has started, Ramush let the bit!” It is almost tragic when it is known that over half the power is divided by the AKR and the other coalitions. And instead of having opposition dynamism, there is reconciliation and frustration with new conditions in the stadium. That kind of reminds me of the summer of 2015 in Turkey. It was the same Turkish people who, in less than three months, punished Erdogan's party with -.8% but pardoned him from the risk of being indicted in the country, restoring him The ruling AKP, with 48% of the vote, did not need a coalition. The pardoning of police, or bailing on authority, then celebrates the religious relations of political order, where plebs sʹdi and skee need to know what to do with its “ “soil.

Haradinaj is seen as the popular tribunes conceived on promises of honour, manhood and pride, since our foundations, and here and there, our cognitive structure is similar to Haradinaj and his family. I made these essential pre-modern promises, as they only fit the cavalry order, romantic spirit and militaries and sometimes subjective, individual, moral and political. Even the energetic Erdogan, but with the low IQ, turned the fears and thought of chaos, both Ramush the sub-mediocre, released from The Hague, not from innocence but from lack of evidence, maintains respect and danger from “anarchy”. The ruling post-Jablanovic legalisation turns out to be triumphant: from the blood of people for his dismissal to a minute of silence for Ivanoviqi. The feudal engagement of Prime Minister “will not release land” is pushing the president known for the fraud and inter-tradition to the sole derman: the game of reconciliation between Albanians and Serbs. Isolation, paralysis, fear of arrests in the service of nearly total police removal.

In fact, being released in a lack of evidence only increases fear of an abundance of people in fear. Including the fear of Konjufca snob, and his party completely indolated in front of Haradinaj's author. It was enough for the latter to seem impressed with the allegations of Rikalo to dismiss an entire opposition. The very majority of VV deputies later signed his non-recognition, here it doesn't matter at all having or not having numbers in the Parliament, or there's something real in mind about Rikalo. The setback is important. So the last show Conjufca demonstrated in the Assembly this time towards Minister Gashi -as humor cannot be called. It's more like a sobering moment of vanity since Sam Lushtak was protecting Lushtaku more than Nured Lushtaku.

Haradinaj's fulfillment, the hand in the heart changes not a little from the fulfillment that this society has long been doing to Mehdi answer to MEDA. Yeah, yeah. Don't even think about it. We all know about Meda, but nobody talks. He's not a part of our business. We know about thousands of tips from weddings, but those millions of us tend to see as accidence of tips. No, no, it's more than that: we're on our own incarnation of that cultural map that gave birth to Labat Meds. Who remembers a little bit of the artistic scene of CHA80 skirts in Yugoslavia, knows how the Yugoslav stage's cultural deficit of the past decade's agun of the 20th century was so miserable that along with the coming barotian era, there was a popular cultural, yet interesting trend: fascination with the Roma. In an area of mediocre cultural developments like Bregovic, Kusturica and Redzepova were coldistinging the Yugoslav jars and pines from Maribor to Gevgeili, at a time when we looked busy with something even bigger: The Sixth Fit.

Haradinaj is silent because this crowd, who like to be called friends, have lacked sincere ignorant and arrogant. As soon as Haradinaj was completely sincere and was completely virginly released into actions accorded to his ill-fated coefy, this society felt at ease and relief. Of course, deliverance in what exceeds the identity - escape in recreation, which comes from fatigue, but that resounds major developments. That escapes their concerns. So also these weeks, Conjufca laughs, and Eliza Hoxha laughs at the bottled copies, we all laugh. It's drunkenness to flee our daily burden of consciousness.