Zagreb I last was in May, twenty years ago. The capital of Croatia was a stop on the excursion before the end of primary school, and the final destination of the Brežice, and the local school "sister" ... In a short passage through the country, we stopped in ZG, take a look at the main square and cathedral.
This, too, was the first organized school to enter into any religious site, all Osmaci they were together, in a church, a Yugoslav social space had already started to smell the big return to the three religions, and a war that will soon partly because, come.
It was a time when I, grew up in a free-atheism, yet I did not know what it means to be "Serb" and when I'm on Kosovo, in tupoj head, bound for Montenegro, thinking that it's "the Albanian part of Montenegro", mainly because of the "Building of Skadar" and other songs, full of personal names that I was reminded of it by had my family in Titograd.
So, the Cathedral of the 1988th: I remember how, but at the entrance, I see a small group of boys from his and neighboring departments, which, grudgingly, go to the central altar. It seems as if they were not pleased that we have here, although the outside is very warm and comfortable inside, because the rock "crepe and refreshing."
Suddenly, the boys (I remind you all that time we have fourteen years), they saw something they attract attention-grave Stepinac. One of them begins to explain to others who and what is a "foe", while others are worried about, complain, shaking their heads (such as when a taxi driver today, more to himself, but to start a conversation, saying that unspecified "ccc damn them what we do ").
boys think that a second, then first, one that is explained, spit grave. Join up and others do the same, one after the other, very quickly, so get out of the cathedral.
On leaving the Zagreb police bus stops, warn teachers because someone from our bus targeted citizens apples ...
"Heroes" from the cathedral, are a bit disappointed, as if they hoped that someone would arrest them for a little phlegm, which had previously taped at the monument of Stepinac, who work Ivana Mestrovic.
exactly two decades later, I am in the Cathedral. Mass that starts heading Severina's new album "Hail Mary", keeps pop - a black man who speaks Croatian, and moves his hand as he was gay. Everything is flamboyantly and renovated a Catholic confessional and aesthetics, as in always, very sexy and lead to lewd thoughts.
summarize impressions: pop is black and gay, which means that modernism, which is increasingly characterized by a more civilized part of the Christian world, slowly results in these areas, and I think Obama, I am happy because the team might win the "crucial" U.S. elections ...
Twenty years and several wars of old, still watching the grave Stepinac, and Stjepan Radic and Duro Basarčeka, where writes that the two were killed in the Belgrade meeting, which reminds me of the terrible and posters which were plastered with the city, with the name Punisa Racic, their killers.
late June, we celebrate the twentieth small graduation.
There are a context through which I could to pass it first, a national children's hooliganism which I then attended, disintegration of the country, can never be fully resolved radical hatred between Serbs and Croats over-zealous, I then, unconscious of reality, I am now, a political activist ... but every sentence is redundant. The times in which we live of us what real people are. Someone said that every anniversary of graduation completed a nasty, sad and pathetic, as the film "Strawberries in the throat" by Srdjan Karanovic.
In contrast to this, children from inner city, some Bosnians, Albanians, Croats and Serbs will not be able to accept or decline the invitation to meet with their peers. That call never put in a mental barriers, to assess their own success and frustrated over weight or bald head and think about Karanović or film "Big Chill".
Perhaps they would be better to have finished on the floor of a dirty kitchen with Aunt reminiscent of the Peace Banjo, but they have completed their lives.
Therefore, in this disgusting country "as a nice beat from Peščanika Ceca, we who survived and who we are, with sleeves, just casually shakes dust devesetih, we have no right to pronounce.
And what is Zagreb? Frankly, in the former Yugoslavia, there are only two of the Belgrade and Sarajevo. Only in them does not have this strange feeling that the city there somewhere in the corner, after the next square, here it is, a little more so now will ... so it seems that we have and Bosnians got away, because the dirty authenticity better than upeglane imitations. However, Zagreb has given Stulic, Schneider and Krlež, and must have something in the water with the local tap water or champagne, which at the edge of the volcano, drink Baroness Castelli.
In the following text: The case of Thompson.
In contrast to this, children from inner city, some Bosnians, Albanians, Croats and Serbs will not be able to accept or decline the invitation to meet with their peers. That call never put in a mental barriers, to assess their own success and frustrated over weight or bald head and think about Karanović or film "Big Chill".
Perhaps they would be better to have finished on the floor of a dirty kitchen with Aunt reminiscent of the Peace Banjo, but they have completed their lives.
Therefore, in this disgusting country "as a nice beat from Peščanika Ceca, we who survived and who we are, with sleeves, just casually shakes dust devesetih, we have no right to pronounce.
And what is Zagreb? Frankly, in the former Yugoslavia, there are only two of the Belgrade and Sarajevo. Only in them does not have this strange feeling that the city there somewhere in the corner, after the next square, here it is, a little more so now will ... so it seems that we have and Bosnians got away, because the dirty authenticity better than upeglane imitations. However, Zagreb has given Stulic, Schneider and Krlež, and must have something in the water with the local tap water or champagne, which at the edge of the volcano, drink Baroness Castelli.
In the following text: The case of Thompson.
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