Why do we celebrate today?

It says: Fatlum Sadiku

The late division of work that happened to us, (in the most crucial sense of the word no less than 50 to 60 years ago), led the Albanian before experiencing the workplace as a working relationship that alters the struggle for rights, actually experience work as a release from customary rights. I'm not saying entirely from tradition, but from that kind of mechanical partnership that springs from life to community. The Albanian/Kosovar's aspirations were not freedom from serious working conditions, but a kind of efficient distance from tradition and customary/communal law. Finding a job was the cause of the struggle (person and family), not the battlefield of labor rights research. It was not a dignified job but only work, since the destructive part of the population was unemployed. The struggle for work preceded the struggle at work. So even May 1 is experienced, not as events that include our members, but as the date learned at school.

Work was seen as liberation rather than captivity. We all know the endless references to the length of someone's wait for work (as a disaster) or the half-year glory of the name that helped/miracle employment (such as the peak/resulting out of the crisis). About viciously, it is because it insinuates the employer, even moralizes him, by covering him with the bads instead of constantly asking his behavior in ethics and thus today to rest his work, respectively, the reason for his own subcontinence to him.

Another reason for the lack of weight that marks the worker's struggle comes from the nature of education as to who should be employed. And in our tradition, intricacy was the employment of a man not a woman. The understatement of this remained in the belief that work is primarily of the nature of the arm, even if more comfortable, worthy, or nobler, they remained elusive even if desired...

It seemed that women employed in the state sector along the Yugoslav system were paradoxically for the first time in our history, to a degree cheaper, even though not unvisited. So the deliverance performed by the state, even the occupant state. Of course the 90s, they re-evaluated this short-lived fragility of women. Nationalism has also always made itself different in changing relations in the workplace as much as patriarchism affected women's prevention: as a talk that signals external threat, even when it feels, nationalism ethonyʹte) the worker, looking at the non-companion with which the common fate and effort divides, but the potential enemy from the opposing workshop.

Post-Industrial post-war system has changed many things from the ground and labour relations, but has failed to reduce its traditional experience to Albanians. Two state structures (the Socialist Yugoslavia and the one identified with Serbia) went -- one fell and the other withdrew from Kosovo despite their economic systems. Kosovo's new economic poker was a harsh marriage between businesses and families, in terms of a vulgar neo-liberalism that etabloised the time of protectorate and independence. The private sector may have decommoted the registrant nature of the socialist bureaucracy by declaring its own failure to the individual, but that it was the farce, since real dyslexia was either completely in the hands of politics or in the hands of family and provincial businesses, which absorbed relatives or relatives. And while in the traditional Kosovo structure, besides the village-city migration, there was no radical change happening, it was falling apart that only space was being changed, but not even relations and thinking -- official idealism often wants to cover with the fact that vote-gathering from the capital of Dukaj but that doesn't change reality.

As a result, the same people who had enjoyed a job in Trepca, Kishnica, Obilic, or Ferronic, today enjoy finding work in the skeleton of a housing construction company or a Supermarket. In fact, because of generations of age, it's not them, but their children, but in which there's still no awareness of resistance to work. Instead, they continue to bleed education over the necessity of being helpful in finding work. And aided in this (Qur'an) we are from ourselves, found out who it is: some bond with men of power. And since there are cases of fatality in the workplace, all is choked by silence and failure, since the workplace itself may have been earned by close connections or by a charity.

The genus and the finding/directiveness of finding, as the crystallizing of his own actions, and of practical rationality, both enemies of consciousness and awareness. This is our story. And not to talk about speculation or theory about the situation. The latter, like two barrels of changing barotia, are choked by the perseverance and sanctification of needy purposes. So the idea of idealism becomes exhausted as they overweight purpose and need. And this at a time of never-ending specialization of human resources.

A mirror is obtained on one side of a mass that learns to become a society, committed solely with need and my own purposes, in the face of official ideology which on the other produces such new specializations, as even in curriculum, it introduces them. “This ignites even more the engines of gender and find because it looks like a measure of reconciliation with the belief that ideology is not only irreplaceable but also irreplaceable. The last of the unemployed plants the feeling of guilt.

You're not unemployed, but you're unemployed. Ideally, ideology tells the individual, as enjoying pleasure is increasingly dependent on pleasure. Here it turns out, not in a fight for something that would have to be enjoyed as a privilege, but a pleasure with what you have provided as privileged (even when there is no privilege to make you feel that way). So it looks like the folding of pleasure in pleasure because endless specialization requires employment that in humans fulfill the wish, but necessarily stimulates. The satisfaction provided instead of long-term satisfaction (aggravated by unscathed employment) brings unhappiness that needs to be disturbed with something.

And right in this human theater where we're both actors and spectators, it's natural to want pauses, in which leisure is not enjoyed and killed. Pretty much killing time in the Dig.