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Crime is on the square, why do they throw flowers in Buna!

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Crime is on the square, why do they throw flowers in Buna!

The tragedy of Shkodra, where a mother jumped into Buna with her three minor children, only adds a great pain to the human spirit; but it does not bring anything new to the crime map.

The woman, a middle-aged woman, stood out from the crowd, took the child by the arm and stood behind a tree there. Only the shadow of her hands moving from her bag to a second bag for the baby was visible. The incident happened today at noon. The place around there did not have a single drop of water, except for the Buna river; it was in front of the headquarters of the Municipality of Tirana.

After a while, the child with the bag 'with tomatoes for the family' approached a deputy, gave him something heavy and went back to the decorative bush. The deputy threw the molotov in the direction of the policemen where one of them was left breathless; and did the job.

Then the next turn: From the bushes of mothers, to children and finally to politicians who throw bombs and kill policemen. They are the same ones who have been killing since the beginning.

The supply line of death was qualified today by the Police, during the revolution of two parties immersed in crimes for three decades: Reestablishment and Freedom. The means of war for the other's death carry women in nursing bras, load bombs into children's bags, push children towards the fire and towards the criminal, and the latter does the 'victim push'.

How many children and mothers drowned in this 'revolution' could not even be imagined in the Danube and Dnieper. Mothers who carry the weapon of crime for themselves destroy the soul and the 'milk'; children who commit the first crime will never be able to rise above the surface; and the politicians who will spread to the fields to poison the people where they belong.

All in crime.

Where are the flowers here?

... On the night of March 28, 1997, in a small alcove like a hotel room in the Vlora Wharf, a small television screen had not let me sleep until after midnight, probably with the feeling that a terrible news was awaited. An Albanian ship that left that afternoon for Brindizi, sank at a depth of 823 meters. On board there were 145 people trying to escape the armed war that the government had launched against the people. 81 of them lost their lives, 23 were never found again. Most were children and mothers.

All the years, since those days when the government attacked its own people with weapons, the flowers never stopped in the port of Vlora. Especially the mothers left on the shore dressed in black.

But in the same way, the state that committed the crime never stopped the flowers in the sea. What happens like that?

The tragedy of Shkodra, where a mother jumped into Buna with her three minor children, only adds a great pain to the human spirit; but it does not bring anything new to the crime map. Since 1993, the whole scene of the crime against man has been completed: It has been attacked by water, land and air. There is no more cruel power in the world than the power of the remnants of the Restoration. In March 1997, two pilots, Ardian Elezi and Agron Dajçi, were ordered by President Berisha to take to the skies armed and attack the people of Vlora on the Mifoli bridge. Neither pilot obeyed the order; escaped to the skies, but did not bomb. The myth remained the symbol of the cruelty of that government. The purpose of the attack was to break bonds, collapse bridges, drown whoever it was, kill those on earth and leave no evidence in heaven.

The entire crime map has been completed since then: Sky, earth, water!.

Over 3,000 people were killed, more than in New York's Twin Towers. The mother and children were left looking for the graves of their brothers and children in Gërdec, Bulevard and Kune. Until the square in the middle of Tirana where the mother supplies the child with weapons, the child supplies the politician and the politician returns to the child's mother.

Among all that barbarity, the common thing remains flowers. If so many flowers had been gathered on the 'Road of hope', Sali Berisha, the bloodiest of the country, could easily go down to the militants, without stairs. The others have no imaginary connection. Theft and violence against man has poisoned the earth and the air; this model and this inspiration leads man to tragedy even today.

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