FLASH
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The media frenzy is nothing but a game to create a viral fable once every three days, in order to leave aside the big problems that Albanian society has to deal with...
Parashkevia, an art star of Albania 34 years ago, has voluntarily severed all ties with her country of origin.
As it was seen, even in the interview for American television ABC7, she is an American, not only as a citizen, but also part of the huge and complicated society of the United States.
At peace with herself, she expressed to the journalist the sense of American society that helps its people. Even though she suffers, even though she has on her back the ordeal of a not-so-happy odyssey of life, she has not extended her hand to anyone.
She lives her life, as a bohemian 'par exellenxe', a life that artists often live after all.
Wasn't the great Caravaggio a bohemian who went from tavern to tavern with a large dagger in his belt, slaughtering enough of his fellow drinkers, after he had drunk the wine of Rome?
Wasn't Van Gogh, Modigliani, Arthur Rimbaud, or Charles Bukowski bohemian?
For the artist, life is not what others think of it, but what they experience. With the sufferings, the great dramas, and of course with the delirium, the madness and the wavering disturbances, from which the genius of the genius bursts forth.
Artists always entered into a challenge not with themselves and others who ignore them, even despise them, because for them the world is the soul. Bio-artists are in conflict with the Creator-Nature, which according to them has created an unjust and so heartless world.
It cannot judge an artist, an ordinary person, who is stressed about not having caught the right offer of salami or sliced cheese in a supermarket, or a woman who is overjoyed to have bought a fake Dior lipstick in a department store. indanes near Manhattan's Fifth Avenue.
But why did the black waters erupt for Parashqevi Simak these three days, and in all likelihood, by the end of the third day, they will be forgotten?
By chance? There is no chance! It seems like a big marketing operation, as it happens in our country, to hide a debate or a discussion about the main and vital issues, about which the media should debate.
Parashqevi Simaku as a phenomenon is a great wound of our society here and especially of the Albanian community in the USA.
As soon as they saw him on television, all the billionaires, like Behgjet Pacolli, the so-called benefactors, or hypocrites of every color ran to help him. Are you saying that Parashkevia shaves too much for their filthy dollars.
Parashkevia, who is originally a Vlach from Kavaja, had every opportunity to get close to the powerful Greek community in the US. Who, as well organized as he is, would have taken him in his bosom, as he takes all the lepers of Himara, he would have organized him in her activities, turning him into a "Greek star" as he has done with all VIPs with many flags.
If Paraskhevia had been attached to the large, well-organized community of Romanians in the USA, she would still be respected and even hold an important role.
But she has remained Albanian and American. She did not want to sell her soul, her voice or her body for a few dollars, which for an artist are not worth as much as her soul.
The Albanians of America had Parashqevi there when she was singing in Dibran's bar in New York, who pressured her not to sing the repertoire of Albanian folk pearls, but the cruelty of gypsy songs like: "I have a lover after , now I have five or six".
The Albanian community of America has never called him in his activities, where they act like great patriots, but who are divided into ballisticians and legalists, communists and security; Catholics, Muslims and Orthodox. Kosovars and Octovarians, mountaineers of Plava and Gucia, and coastal residents.
Who allows us to judge the life of Parashqevi today, as if we are God, when the best thing is to understand and stay close to every person we feel close to.
Meanwhile, this media frenzy is nothing more than a game to create a viral fable once every three days, in order to leave aside the big problems that Albanian society has to deal with.
Parashqevi Simaku does not need a foundriser competition, as she feels good in her quiet life, where she finds food and a few beds to sleep on. Even the measly check that is given to the poorest in the US.
Paraskjevia, a little while ago, she needed a shoulder to rest her head on, a friend to wipe her tears, and above all, an audience to listen to her voice, which, although bent by pain, the first one remained, crystalline.
Paraskevi, as the great Migjeni says, does not need mercy, but justice. Which is not given to all the villains of 34 years in politics, media and business.
She has abandoned this evil and perhaps as a great messenger, she is calling on us to fall for these hounds who show us villas, swimming pools, perfumes or signature lipsticks./ Pamphlet
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