There's nothing more disgusting than slander

There's nothing more disgusting than slander! That is the opinion of those who hate slander the more that, as Seville's X - century barber said, V III, in France, under the pen of playwright Beaumarchais, “You tell, you slander, that there's always going to be something that's always going to be”, something that makes people honest and shocking. Mr. Prime Minister of the Republic, constitutionally democratic of Albania, repeated this recently. Fair enough. In a full voice of baronite, as in the aria of the “Berberage Sevil” of Rossin, known as “the slander key”. This prime ministerial repetition was not incidental, it was made public under a possible bill, thought to be turned into law to prevent the phenomenon of slander and, especially in particular, to convict the slanderers.

However, in the blessed Albanian language, the words “were written” and “exactation” only differ one letter from one another and that's enough to blur the waters of reasoning in this case. So, for example, if someone's journalist, analyst, humorist or writer says or writes that, by the way, Mr. Prime Minister has 5878 hairs on his head, and if this one, after counting them with the help of the barber or, to be completely accurate, electronically, notes that there is one more thread, so 578 899, or one more, 578 901, does it objectively prove that someone has slandered Mr. Prime Minister, despite just wrong during the count! Imagine it was not only about the hairs of the head but also about all the other hairs of the human body! As a result of the inevitable consequence, if all “were criminalized by law, the possible possible type invention, fiction, fiction, verbal games (and no saddles), jokes (with all the erotic ringing of the last four letters), allegory, hyperbola (with “x7> at the end, and not with <x>8>x) x-8>), metaphors (nothing common with the President of the Republic), would have to be that the rumors of our people, which are of daily sports, the mouth closes with well-known iron laws in the distance. You shut the mouth of the people... or use it only to breathe, eat, grow, grow, drink, bite, spit and vomit.

The closure of my mouth by law in order to penalise slander reminds me of a previous story by Turkish Aziz Ness at the time of the military dictatorship in his country, in which there was someone in question who had to be operated urgently from the almonds; but Turks, especially intellectuals, were forbidden just to open their mouths to express their thoughts freely, so the surgeon was forced to wait and get rid of the intellectual patient's almonds, but by entering into his mouth - the more English, from the but his but his but nose.

On the other hand, I've heard, in terms of closing the mouth, even an annex from the Soviet Union of Breznjew era, characterized by strict restrictions on freedom of expression: One winter day, since the sun had risen, a pensioner went to a public park and sat on a bench where an unknown lady was likely retired. The gentleman, while taking his seat, released a sigh that came out of the bottom of his soul, but, immediately, the lady turned to him and said: “please, keep your mouth shut, I don't do politics”

Many years ago, when I was translating during an international seminar organised by the Council of Europe with Albanian lawyers, one of these raised the problem of slander that some journalists in Albania repeatedly made and suggested that several days in prison would serve them well thought out before they opened their mouth. The answer he received from one of the foreign directors of the seminar, a Frenchman, was this: Of course, journalists should not be slandered, but in democratic regimes they do not go to jail for slander, because the dedicu are considered to be the miserable children of emancipated societies because they have the courage to raise those problems that states and governments try to bypass, leave in silence or consider just as slander

Finally, to make clear the points on “ ”, it must be acknowledged that, morally, slander is really punishable, but the bad is that in the greedy democratic Republic of Albania and in its obedient and armoured framework by the majority left - handed majority or sausages, the law makes it the majority, praising nearly every major issue that the opposition raises as based on slander alone. Mr. Prime Minister forgets that a so-called anti-pronounced law, which would actually aim to silence the opposition, would constitute a denial of one of the fundamental rules of democracy, freedom of thought. So, since he likes blankets as much as, not rarely, he uses them incorrectly instead of arguments, I'm taking the liberty of reminding the Lord in question of this famous Voltaire bat: “O Lord, protect me from my friends, that I'm protected by my enemies! Lord, protect me from the enemies of my friends. ”