Ismaili: I'll still run for deputy

Ismail made it known through a Facebook post, where he also showed the reasons why he will run again.

He even clarified his post days ago where after it was said Agim Bahtiri would join Vetevendosje, Ismaili had written that he would withdraw and will no longer run for deputies.

The ones who didn't get the sarcasm any day ago, and they thought I'd retire to give the way to Agim Bahtillas, Jima's already known me a lot. Fools like me don't get away without battle”, wrote Ismaili.

And Shpend Ahmeti, on the show “Debat Plus” at RTV Dukagujin when he mentioned the names of 10 PSD members who would be candidates for MPs, did not mention the noble name to Isamila.

Below the complete post of Ismaili Ismaili:

As if they were friends and affections.

Seeing the political movements taking place for many years, and especially these days, one thing is certain: for the sake of power, anyone who smells is able to taste it. No exception. It's also being seen in relationship, in coalition creations. No exception.

With the integrity of the humane to politics, when you cooperate, or face people who commit mercilessly, it is very difficult if your skin is not thick, even the white page.

That I had a thick skin, I lied when it was 20 years ago in the war, full of pros before I got into politics, and then later, when I was a deputy, I got attacked in the lowest way once by my political opponents, and then my former friends. Those I helped grew up to think of as many years as they thought they could get on me so easily, never getting caught, except on my late father, who made this place more than all these people.

Even today, they insult me just because I have the courage to think differently, and integrity leaves no one to step on it.

Since I'm on a white page, I testify every day that I don't know about myself, because I don't really know how to steal, and a man who can probably learn, but I don't want to. I'm also direct, since Dardan once said, brutally sincere (best computer ever). The truth about me sometimes hurts a lot, and it often blames me for causing pain because it's sick. And most often, it's just those who don't have the courage or the knowledge to accept the truth.

And they blame me today just because I have the guts to think differently, and the human being leaves no one to crush me.

But, fortunately, there are many people in this tiny Kosovo even outside of it who value me for exactly what I stand for: the integrity of the humane guarding him with the whole soul, for the thick skin, who give me the courage, the white page that keeps me sincere and right on this wild and unmerciful political scene, and knowledge of many years of experience and schooling, within and outside Kosovo. There are those very good people who trust me with two mandates for the man I am, the man I represent as a man.

Politics in Kosovo, I remember, has been more fierce than these years: Those preaching the union come out to be people who make the greatest separation between us, and those who preach patriotism come out with people who sell our country the easiest. That's where the stables remain a fifth-point crowd, which we fool ourselves first, and we lie our children mostly.

These years in politics, I've lost a lot of anger, friends of the loved one, and even a long time ago, which I had sure of having done much better doing something else. But I regret that I'm not a single second, because there's no price that pays for the feeling of hitting the truth on his face, the most brilliant institution in this republic that is growing so hard.

And that's exactly why I intend neither to surrender nor to bow to anyone, since I know I'm the fairy who always has the truth, before you ask me for power or any other personal benefit.

So this time, this FI51 is going to run again, to continue the mission that started: begging and telling the truth, it hurt some, right?

I recently asked no one once because those who know I have the courage to keep my work going, they know 100% who they give it to, and I know 100% of their values to represent once again, like always, love.

Let the games grow.

P.S. Those who don't understand the sarcasm every day, remember that I'd stepped back and left the way for Agim Bahtira, my mother didn't know me much. Fools like me don't disappear without a fight.

P.P.S. I promised last year that I'm out of shit. I've kept my word, and I'm also aiming to keep my word, right here in the cucumbers that swear, until the end of the campaign I don't have to beat them with the silly glacies in comments, that maybe maybe I can't say the words.