Sali Berisha's Bad End

I only have one problem with Sali Berisha.

Not about what he says about me and Kosovo, but about why he still needs Kosovo and I.

We are at a time when historical dates have so treacherously been able to rob everyone's life, without any guilt or obligation, and without any courage for anyone to respond to the truth.

In recent decades we've been sitting together on the table. I wish none of our conversations would ever come out. It's this civil code that man holds because of his dignity.

Sali Berisha is one of those characters who when he sits with him at the table seems cautious, but when he is seen in public, it is the streetman who speaks with the criminal's tongue.

He's the only parent I know outside the Mafia movie scripts who's been developing criminal activity in collaboration with his children.

Therefore, knowing his own sin as a parent, he and the children of others need to be criminals.

His bipolar figure with schizophrenic marks is characteristic of it because the other one talks to you when he meets you and other words use in the public disk. He's just a traitor.

If you explain it in the language of the mafia, it seems to be one padrinoFrom the time he converses with him, he leaves the impression of a man who doesn't touch even an ant, but when he goes out, he wreaks havoc on his malicious tongue, even more towards anything that seems to be not his nature. He's just a bad man.

In this regard, it is impossible to grasp fully the existence of Sali Berisha without analyzing certain dates and facts. Let's see where his connection with criminal figures begins and when this way of life begins as a parent that drives children into a crime unknown.

I wouldn't have reacted to a father-in-law who didn't have a face or a scruple as if he didn't give an interview to a dead newspaper, led by a man who lives on a tattoo “JNA”, of a dead army (Jugolovinska Narodna Armija Army of Yugoslavia), of those who had good memories of the Yugoslav state (Serbian) and the army that destroyed everything in Kosovo. The newspaper of this “The Man with Tatuage” where Berisha speaks is Bota Sot, while the tattoo of the notorious Yugoslav institution is in the human body called Gevdet Mazreki.

The question is simple: How can this man have so much to do with evil?

What makes a politician associated with crime and crime, and what is it that makes a parent criminalize everything, including his children?

And I ask: Why does this man have so much to build criminal sentences and speak passionately to the criminal?

Because he's grown old, he's going biologically, or because he's got a way of life, while the insult and lying have code of conduct?

When I analyze Sali Berisha, my whole life turns out to be different. So not now, when he has been dealing with me for a year, giving me the weight of everything that happens for Albanians in the Balkans.

He has added to his banal rhetoric the Stalinist type labels to me as a journalist, turning me from an Albanian publicist from Kosovo to an international Superinterlocutor of agents, Masons and Chancellors, who decides the nation's fate.

This lie is not as insulting to me and my family, as Berisha thinks, that it is an insult to an entire Kosovo, along with Albania, the EU and the US, turning everyone into my humble vassals.

Because of this moral problem and the way he is insulting Kosovo and its friends in the world using my name, I want to say some things about why I need Kosovo and Sali Berisha, and why Sali Berisha needs Kosovo and Baton Haxhiu.

I need Kosovo as my home country, as my land, as my father's and mother's son's son's son. I don't want to make a map of the country at this age, but Kosovo is my destiny and every citizen, fate which we've done in many cases.

So we don't exist without him.

What about me, Sali Berisha?

In the early 1990s, it was a name that in Kosovo began to bring us closer together with Albania as part of our blood across the border. With the fall of Communism, for the first time, we had the opportunity to touch our motherland.

But, Sali Berisha was not Albania. In his political criminal project, Kosovo has always been a reserve stone to try to cover up crimes.

In his project for Albania's economic recovery in the early 1990s, he directed Albania towards informal business, smuggling and pyramid firms in order to control the new criminal class of illegal business. Traffic in fuels and goods with the former Yugoslavia under embargo was carried out entirely under its eyes and control, for its people and even officially by people of his party.

Kosovo was “As under the sleeve”, which he sacrificed to advance his project in creating an informal business class in his service.

Sali Berisha has scared the free economy, free market and legitimate business from the start. They looked out of control. He was more interested in a business lobe that became millionaires from smuggling, whose key he had in his hand, and pyramid companies under his control that financed his power.

When that power fell and couldn't keep up either Sali Berisha or Albania, he looked to Kosovo as those bank robbers who, at the last moment, take a citizen hostage and say: “You touch me, I kill him!”.

So did Sali Berisha in 1996-1997 with Kosovo. He attacked Ibrahim Rugova and approached Adem Demac, hoping to start the war in Kosovo and the world would not deal with it, but with Kosovo.

Fortunately, Ibrahim Rugova was more rational and clearer than he and many others, so this adventure was averted.

Sali Berisha ended up in the trash of history.

His efforts to re-finalise by clinging to Ibrahim Rugova at the end of the war did not function, as Rugova never expected him in Kosovo.

It was a bitter lesson for him and all those who have wanted to use Kosovo for their own sake.

At one point in my life, in 2005, I had the illusion that the punishment brought on by Sali Berisha and his eight-year isolation were a strong period of reflection and a new chance for him to be used in a fight against corruption, following the irresponsibly Fatos Nano left to flourish crime, administration corruption and monopolies of his ministers.

This is one of the worst illusions of my life.

Sali Berisha's return after a parade of demonstration of force focused power on his family, which came to the helm of judicial, financial and political power.

The so-called “Cop”, which I made even the campaign spot, was the van of friends of his daughter and groom, working in Kosovo, the puppet ministers of his children, and businesses in line to pay for them.

The second project of criminalisation of the economy by Berisha was no longer informality, but the capture of the state through large businesses.

In 2013, Albanians exemplaryly punished a government that was distinguished not only for corruption, but also for political murder, spectacular vote theft, as in the case of Lulzim Basha in Tirana, as well as impunity for proven links by the prosecution, such as Gerdec's.

I thought Sali Berisha would be free to go home. But he was not free.

His ruthless children and the mafia that captured the state through him want him on the street, want him alive and miserable until he closed his eyes.

Now I'm telling you why Sali Berisha needs Kosovo.

He needs it for his own troubles.

In 1992, he had to look patriotic.

In 1996 he had to save his downfall from power.

In 1997 he had to use it against the rebels who took up arms against him.

In 1999 he had to mention it to emerge from fierce international isolation. And it got interesting, at times, by attacking Rambouille, The KLA, and at times protecting Ibrahim Rugova, who didn't even open his phone.

In 2000 he had to go abroad once. He went all the way to Kukes, but he couldn't.

In 2006, after Rugova's death, he had to show that he had a friend, having an enemy.

In 2009, he had to cover up election problems in Albania by talking about Albanofobi.

In 2011, he had to ease his fierce international attitude towards him after the January 21st murders and the theft of Tirana, selling Ramush Haradinaj and Fatmir Limaj's file as people who had killed witnesses and sealed justice. (We can remember the draft “Haradinaj and Limaj” of 2003 that his son-in-law had sent illegally from the office of chief prosecutor Williamson. I had done the opposite with a public proposal against this fact, only not to follow charges of treason against Lulzim Basha.

In 2012, he had to justify his failure to obtain status as an EU candidate country.

Today, in 2019, this man who does not stop using Kosovo on his own. Kosovo needs it back to mask its breakup with the West, the US and the European Union.

He has to avenge himself on those whose visa is not only family but as politician, leading him on his way to surrender justice.

Today Kosovo needs not to defend its borders from Baton Haxhiu, because Baton Haxhiu can only speak for his home, but to keep his head from justice in Albania, from US and EU-monitored justice, viewing Sali Berisha as Albania's real problem. And he has again captured Kosovo, like those hijackers in a robbery, and screams that “is killing Kosovo, breaking it up, killing me”.

In fact, he feels that it is the scream of every kidnapper who, as he wants to save his head, cries for his hostage.

All in the end, Man Sali Berisha has not just lost himself. He's lost his country too. He doesn't realize he's leaving without any hope of coming back. The man who founded the Democratic Party, now in the homeland he wants, is destroying what he once created.

So does Kosovo. Ruined and no future.

You don't realize she can't get it in the next world because it belongs to the living.

Not Sali Berisha.