
The Sultan of Surrel knows that power is no longer held by votes, but by control over justice.
The sword given to Altin Dumani is not made of iron. It is neither of the constitution nor of justice. It is a sword printed on the internet, easy to brandish at press conferences and useless in a real duel with mafia clans.
At first, Bablok did some experiments. He started with a broom, as Yuri Kim ordered. He used the broom to clean his corridors. Then, over time, he made it a brush. A brush to erase traces. And when he needed power clean on paper, he printed it as a sword. And gave it to Duman.
Not to cut crime, but to simulate battle.
Today, justice has a fake weapon in its hand. And Dumani has been sent into battle against four mafia clans, no longer hindered by fear, the law, or internationals. They walk among us, washed by strategic investments, illuminated by public money and blessed by the notary of Surrel.
Babloku knows that the sword does not cut. But he has no interest in really fighting. He has an interest in managing perception. To produce images: a prime minister who supports justice, a SPAK who arrests some chef and a people who feel like something is happening.
But the swords that come from the printer do not suppress organized crime. And Dumani, no matter how hard he tries to speak out, is surrounded by a system that lies to him, uses him, and then leaves him exposed.
In this game, Edi Rama is more of a master of spectacle than of justice. He carefully chooses the enemies he will strike, usually those he no longer needs, and carefully chooses the friends he will spare from justice.
Corruption has become political plasticine, cooked at every tender table, every development strategy, every donation of public property in the name of some major project that only serves as a cover.
Today, Edi Rama is facing the greatest challenge: to administer a formally uncontested power, but based on the fear of discovering the truth. And this fear has made the system tremble.
On the faces of our prosecutors, not only fatigue appears, but the true trembling of one who is faced with a system stronger than the law, and more silent than justice.
The Sultan of Surrel knows that power is no longer held by votes, but by control over justice.
But when justice has only a printed sword in its hand, then the only thing waiting is hope./ Pamphlet
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