By: Borut Korun
Sometimes memories of the days of independence come over me. I think of Roška Street, of the crowds pouring hope, of the first organisations, and of those 90 percent of people who voted for independence. And then came the attack. War! Sirens warning of air raids, Spanish riders on the roads. We anxiously followed the events on the radio, which suddenly became normal. The voices coming from it no longer praised the “achievements of the revolution”, but it seemed they cared about Slovenia. And then victory, the retreat of the last soldiers. The star disappeared from the flag. The imposed Balkan brotherhood was no more.
It seemed like I was dreaming. And many facts speak to the fact that they were indeed just dreams. Only in dreams do things happen that never happen in real life. And when you wake up, the beautiful or ugly dreams end. Otherwise, did some influential politician not utter the proverbial words “today dreams are allowed, but tomorrow is a new day”?
In the meantime, there was an awakening. In dreams, we broke away from the mini empire ruled by Serbs, but in real life, nothing changed. Where did the independence go? How is it possible that the man who was a symbol of independence in those dreams is now one of the most repulsive politicians for the voters?
I thought there was a Museum of Slovenian Independence, but I convinced myself that there is not. It all seemed to me like a fabrication.
If there were no Yugoslavia, Slovenes would hold leading positions in our homeland. However, we are ruled by people from the Belgrade pashalik. The sheriff of Ljubljana is one of the main figures of some backstage, for which we do not know who leads it, we only know that they lead us. It is clear, therefore, that we Slovenes, who in our dreams were gaining independence and picturing a completely different Slovenia, do not govern ourselves.
We had a Serbian Chief Justice who supposedly did not even have a diploma. The current president is again Serbian, who may also lack a diploma, but he has a gun on his desk. Then, of course, it is not surprising that such a court deliberately lets the process against a Serbian mafia gang dealing with cocaine lapse. This is called the rule of law Balkan-style, and this again proves where we stand.
THE SHERIFF OF LJUBLJANA PUBLICLY BOASTS THAT HE CAN COMMIT ANY SIN, AND NOTHING WILL HAPPEN TO HIM BECAUSE HE IS JANŠA’S ENEMY. SO, HE WAS ALSO AN ENEMY OF INDEPENDENCE. IN GRATITUDE, HE BECAME THE SHERIFF OF THE INDEPENDENT SLOVENIAN CAPITAL.
Members of Yugoslav nations will sooner or later receive a special status in Slovenia. They will become a minority. Of course, privileged, as they have been and are all along. The ruling class is always the minority. The government also tries to import as many foreigners as possible. Thus, we Slovenes will become the minority. Of course, unprivileged.
The sheriff of Ljubljana publicly boasts that he can commit any sin, and nothing will happen to him because he is Janša’s enemy. So, he was also an enemy of independence. In gratitude, he became the sheriff of the independent Slovenian capital. His attitude toward Slovenian subjects is best illustrated by Canal C0.
They are trying to convince us that Slovenian folk music is fascist and should contain more Balkan melodies. Some Slovenian radio stations faithfully follow this by only broadcasting music from the south. Recently, even a parliament member was singing “From the Vardar to Triglav” at an official event. Apparently, she was Slovenian. But in this parliament and in this government, there are some women with half Slovenian and half Serbian names, so you do not know where they belong.
In my dreams, I long imagined a magnificent monument that we would erect in the centre of Ljubljana. A monument to independence.
And then I really saw the monument in the centre of “white Ljubljana”. A monument in the shape of a letter. The letter “Ć”, called “soft ć”, which is a kind of phonetic symbol for the Balkans. At that moment, I knew I was awake, no longer dreaming, as it was more than obvious who still rules over us. The Balkans! And this monument was erected as a reminder not to forget it. Not just us. The symbolic meaning of this monument must also be explained to any curious tourists. So, they would not think they had arrived in the independent country of Slovenia.
When they erected this monument, no one protested. Slovenes do not react to such insults. We showed honour and national pride only once. Back when they allowed us to dream.