By: Vančo K. Tegov
It is shameful that there still exists an entire government that has squandered everything entrusted to it by 400,000 naive voters just over three years ago. The shame and disgraceful behaviour, as well as the way of governing, are common to all those mentioned, and even to those I have not explicitly named. Not everyone can boast such a “select” lineup; for that, you need a bit of “luck” in addition to the proverbial incompetence, self-indulgence, and self-righteousness of all the actors involved. If Mother Earth were to open up and swallow this whole thing, it would be a beautiful sight, provided, of course, she does not choke on some absurdity of monstrous proportions during digestion.
It is shameful that we have a foreign minister who conducts foreign policy as if we were in Africa and the seat of the government were in Addis Ababa. In several appearances, she emphasised a pro-European foreign policy, alignment and intensive cooperation with Europe’s core countries, yet “core” to her seems to mean the seeds she finds in Bosnian baklava, gifted to her by her voters of Bosniak origin. Apart from the “Yugoslav” Balkans, her presence in diplomacy is negligible. A novelty in her foreign policy is inter-ministerial visits at the ministerial level within the government. The rest of the foreign policy is heavily coloured by Africa and the Middle East. This “Africanisation” of Slovenia’s foreign policy brings us nothing but perhaps some adopted monkeys or the cost of sending “child support” for said monkeys. The Middle Eastern orientation is evident only through support for autocratic regimes and terrorist movements, from which we receive international disapproval and bills for treating “bearded” children. And to add insult to injury, we even get the flag of a terrorist movement hoisted on a government building – a movement that wants a state that can only be established by completely exterminating and physically annihilating the entire Jewish population living there. Sick and pathetic, just like our current foreign policy. I pity my colleagues working in this version of Slovenian diplomacy.
It is dumb and disgraceful that our Ministry of the Economy is led by Matjaž Han, a man whose greatest professional achievement is cleaning five gas stations, his only and biggest managerial reference. He even fancies himself a mini “Tito”; just like Tito was a locksmith, this one finished a three-year vocational retail school and even did his internship with his own father.
It is disgraceful and unhealthy that we have a minister who loudly advertises his sexual orientation and consciously violates national laws in a neighbouring and friendly country. It is shameful and wasteful that the government, or rather the “feasting” minister, spends enormous amounts of money, especially the one who is supposed to care for the future of his fellow citizens, instead ensuring a hefty belly and full throats for his party colleagues and the rainbow pamphleteers who spread confusion among children about gender play and “selection” in early childhood rather than at adulthood. As for the average citizen’s future, he could not care less.
It is stupid and sad that we have a former army cook and kitchen cleaner as Minister of the Interior, who behaves like a cowardly jerk. He claims he sees no problems and that the ministry is doing its job well. On the state border, which has become a promenade for all sorts of mental waste from the East, on rising crime and mafia structures within our country, he is “unaware.” In certain areas, violence and fear reign among the population, terrorised by what they call a marginalised group, mainly members of the Roma community who steal, burn, and intimidate, and yet, nothing. Nothing about asylum seekers and other legal or illegal migrants who harass, intimidate, assault, even rape in cities and public places, again, nothing. When presented with clear evidence and told this is no longer normal or safe, the spiky-haired minister says, “The era of safety romanticism is over.” Pathetic, unworthy of a minister.
The paradoxical and burlesque behaviour of Urška Klakočar Zupančič is transforming from theatrical and sick behaviour of a deeply frustrated person into something that suggests semi-suicidal tendencies – as indicated by a necklace made of red-painted razor blades, and even more by her appearance like a “Klingon” queen (Klingons, as a pun on razors). Her nearly physical pain over the absence of her emotional partner and instant provider of carnal pleasures, regardless of time or place, is painfully evident. If only this were not all so sick and directly disruptive to the functioning of the National Assembly, which she has degraded into a ring for flexing muscles, mainly the tongue she uses to destroy the institution’s credibility while exploiting it to treat her own frustrations, to the detriment of us, mostly normal and mentally sound citizens.
If only it were just a pigeon (golob)… but it is Golob, Robert Golob, the most infamous “manager” in politics. The manager who used to throw computers at walls when displeased. The one who bought a party for “pennies” and turned it into a playground for tormenting and destroying people who would not bow to his sick narcissism. The one who subjugated the central media house to wage war on “Janšism” and dismantle everything good achieved before the current government. The one who opened shady shops to resell Slovenian electricity and channel profits into his own pockets. The one whose identity was “stolen” (with his consent) to facilitate funnelling illicit money into “safe” havens. On the international stage, he plays a minor role and tries to compensate with staged photo-ops, managed by his queen, sorry, “Monaco” sidewalk princess and provider of pleasures “for a grand,” who mostly gets her selfies by lurking near restrooms while people adjust their flies.
Bipolar political disorder of the entire government
The height of disgrace, irrelevance, and the collapse of what little reputation Slovenia had left was on display at the NATO summit with the signing of a binding resolution in which all signatories commit to increasing defence spending to 5% of national budgets over a defined period. But upon returning to Slovenia and meeting with domestic coalition partners, a new “reality” emerged: apparently, the NATO resolution is not binding, what matters is what gets passed in Slovenia’s National Assembly. Yet the Hague document clearly shows the commitment is real, not some meaningless mumbo-jumbo. The current ruling politics behave like a severely bipolar patient, and the result is societal chaos. Chaos that can only be cured with order, which we currently lack. The cart carrying all the producers and creators of chaos is speeding toward a cliff. And it is not just the incompetent who will crash with it, we all will.
As if this were not enough, Marta Kos appears, former host of the Council of Grumblers, who honed the craft, not of leadership, but of complaining, insulting, and demeaning. She recently stated she does not want Janez Janša to return as Prime Minister. A further embarrassment came days ago at the Western Balkans summit in Skopje about reforms and accession talks, where she “lectured” the host country that they must adopt impossible demands from a certain EU member and said they could easily become a modern country, with a modern language and culture “from yesterday” instead of centuries ago. She insulted them by advising they focus on aspects of their identity like traditional dishes — gravče tavče, ajvar, pindžur, or stuffed peppers. If she had any sense of shame, she would step aside quietly and go climb the Swiss Alps, after all, she has a rich Swiss husband and is herself a Swiss citizen.
Epilogue
Now is the time for what is most needed: common sense, focus, frugality, safety, justice, and a secure future, the kind of future we want to live in and build upon. The currently bipolar-afflicted cannot provide this. We need, as opposition leader Janez Janša, a respected statesman, says, a coalition representing a constitutional majority of reason. The time is now, no more waiting.
