FLASH
Shkruar nga Pamfleti
These DP MPs are actually creatures of 'Sali hope', but in the morning they are not allowed to shelter on that street. In the afternoon, from evening time, they came there. It's like being homeless. Each of them reports to the street how many fires he lit today, how much perfume he threw to burn the parliament, how many tires he burned, how many people he scared, how many cans he collected to have for tomorrow.
On the streets of Tirana we have known many 'homeless' people. The last one was Gëzim Kulufi, whose life culminated in the creation of PD. He was a good, peaceful man, except that he wanted friendship with the DP leaders who were passing by on the 'Sala street' at that time.
He is no more. Unfortunately, many other homeless people have lost their lives and we don't have them.
It reminded me of Gezimi and the running of the DP deputies today; ran to the Assembly, left the assembly and ran to the City Hall. They found a fire at the City Hall, warmed their hands and went to the fire in front of the Assembly. The time for winter is coming; people with shelter are collecting wood, but only those with shelter.
These look homeless to me. The 'run to where the smoke is coming' look is just an appearance. Their ancestors have also run under bridges where the rain does not catch them. But the bottom line is this: They really have no shelter. Even the Sala street has become an elite place, as the 'street of hope'; it does not suit the homeless to make a fuss and look for "roads of hope and hope".
These DP MPs are actually creatures of 'Sali hope', but in the morning they are not allowed to shelter on that street. In the afternoon, from evening time, they came there. It's like being homeless. Each of them reports to the street how many fires he lit today, how much perfume he threw to burn the parliament, how many tires he burned, how many people he scared, how many cans he collected to have for tomorrow.
On the basis of these merits, they will become MPs again tomorrow. He looks at Dr. from the upper floor and was thrown by a hope for deputy. But still "homeless MPs" remain. Their political shelter has crumbled. Two other parties that are known as the opposition have emerged from that building. They have the door open; while DP of Dr. the door is closed forever. No one in the world knows it, neither in the country nor in the world, as a 'political shelter'.
Even these, the days are less and less exhausting. Just as the streets of Tirana are left day by day with no shelter of that mold of the 'good man Kuluf'.
I was reminded again today of the good man of the streets. My early colleague, Vangjush Gambeta, a journalist like him!, every time he was released from exile, he would spot two or three homeless people lighting a fire in the cold, either at the train station or under the bridge, and spend the night with a glass of cognac and fire. I have seen it with respect and pain.
I don't believe that they have anything to do with the 'good man'. These are just these, five or ten people, who rush from the fire in front of the City Hall to the fire in front of the Assembly. They want to look great. Then they left for the headquarters, which is not even their 'shelter'. On the way, as Muli began to speak, at that second he began to sing the new Namazgjana. Oh god, why?
Muli closed it. As homeless as they are, they are speechless.
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