FLASH
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In all the chaos of the campaign, where emotion, not logic, is the drum that beats endlessly, this unusual alignment of Berisha is the least visible side of it, precisely because it happens in front of everyone.
The man who once led the crowds has now chosen to stand behind the backs of others. Once behind Evi, then behind Crisi, and most recently behind Turi from Korça; the man who his militants once saw as Christ with a whip, is now stuck on the cross of his fate. The heavy weight of the past makes him clumsy, weak, and uninspiring. He himself knows well that if he does not secure the laurels of triumph in the elections, he will be nailed even more tightly to the cross of no return and will again need another shoulder to lean on. Which, paradoxically, will most likely be Rama's, whom he will accuse of stealing victory and electoral massacre from north to south and from east/west to the diaspora.
Berisha has always been the shoulder everyone leaned on, but now he needs a shoulder to lean on himself. Only during this hermaphrodite election campaign, as never before, has he appeared grotesquely behind others; behind the American communications strategist and the famous social media swindler.
In fact, he started it earlier, almost three years ago. In his crusade to reclaim the party from the sleepy Basha, he used a charismatic and controversial figure with an American passport as an attack. Mrs. Kokalari's American accent, Evi's unabashed charm and her alleged relationship with Trump, then former president, were the first shoulder he leaned on after the American woman's blow. But the American lady quickly became a victim of the cynical and provincial games of the Doctor's court. She was disappointed and left. And as often happens with wild loves, the service that approached was replaced by clash and hostility.
Kokalari himself was replaced with a brilliant political marketing move. Someone arrived in Tirana who was not only supposed to have relations with Trump, now president of the United States, but was also one of the architects of his spectacular triumph. La Civita took it upon himself not only to win back Berisha's party, but to bring him victory throughout Albania. The shoulder of the American campaigner cast the perfect shadow over Berisha's non-wife's tattoo. It was even almost the winning ticket of his political lottery and the still missing American visa itself. Rama chose to attack this advantage of his opponent from the very beginning, but the more he hit and mocked the American strategist, the more Berisha and his people tried to bring him to the front row. To the point where the impression was created that La Civita, and not Berisha, was the opposition's offer in the race for prime minister.
The same scheme was also reproduced with a very sympathetic character produced by social networks. The famous democrat from Korça, a vocal critic of the socialists and skeptical even of the old elite of the Democrats, suddenly appeared as a central figure in the campaign. Initially, Vrenoz was brought out of the shadow of the networks by Rama himself, but Berisha not only drank the coffee that Rama refused, but also brought the famous Korça man to the forefront. In front of a heated audience at the rally, the more the Albanian vocabulary went down, the more the public cheered him, leaving Berisha himself in the shade. Making him stand behind Vrenoz who speaks passionately in public, like many other Albanians in coffeehouses.
In all the chaos of the campaign, where emotion and not logic is the drum that endlessly beats, this unusual alignment of Berisha is the least visible side of it, precisely because it happens in front of everyone. This serial hiding behind the shoulders of third parties, this time-stretched, grotesque and dramatic performance of the man who has kept his entire party behind his back for decades, will undoubtedly have its impact at the ballot box. Because in the final analysis, the man who is used to always being first, who can now count three backs after which he has presented himself as second in battle. Of course, without counting Luli's back, which no one counts anymore. And without predicting who will put their shoulders on the day after May 11 in the event of defeat in the elections, when most likely, he himself will put his shoulders on the cross of his thrilling career.
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