I have to admit that I enjoy a little bit of the panic - as the opposition accurately estimates - that has gripped various levels of the social democratic government because of how famously they are doing with the local elections. It is a party that, traditionally, when in power, relaxes to the level of extracorporeal levitation, thinking that everything that flies is eaten and that the world is created so that the good ideas of the party program should be implemented by someone else. Many of them studied Gruevski's rule for ten years "in the shadows" and secretly admired him, thinking that they would perfect that ugly craft when they came to power, putting a democratic rose in the lapel and using the party as a springboard for all their own. unfulfilled, wet desires. Well, when the force of political gravity, in the form of voter discontent, relentlessly shakes them to the ground, they begin to stumble and get out of the power-hungry hangover, usually too late for the politically sober to see what the morning brings. The morning after the election.

This is the situation we are in now: the SDSM pig will be slaughtered in the second round of voting ten days before Christmas, we will frantically run to all sides to seek the lost support with new promises for the lessons learned from the lessons learned late, would not we? It awakened the consciousness of hundreds of thousands of voters - those who in this election, with the right of their sej dissatisfaction, stayed at home, and who always decided who will rule the country - that they had, and then lost in the last year or two. SDSM is now alarming that the devil took the joke and that Gruevski is packing his bags to return to Skopje. The opposition is already making lists for the boards to welcome him, the number of seats for SDSM members is limited.

Everyone lives with their delusions in the eternal land of Macedonia, where miracles fall from the sky in clear and cloudy weather. So, the time has come for action, fight! We must act concretely, unitedly, decisively! Given the seriousness of this situation, yesterday we urgently scheduled the executive committee of the local Debarmaal alcoholics to review the results of the first round of local elections and to adopt measures and activities to combat negative voting phenomena. Well, the bar is our analytical destiny, judging by the number of people who watched the movie about Toma Zdravkovic!

We did not shout as women, because we were shouting about important political topics, for which the petty rationality for the daily survival of the woman with make-up view of a world that takes away both the breath and the concentration on the offer of the table is not welcome. For warm-up, we mainly stayed in summer pots and pans, because the winter was not yet ripe, but the brandy was neatly old, from the unspent pre-slaughter pre-slaughter harvest, fragrant and intoxicating as the feeling of memories of the good old days when "with a pen" the regime collapsed.

The present one or two skeptical oppositionists toasted for the return of the deceased VMRO to power and thanked the two hardened SDSM supporters at the table for that successful political defibrillation. In an attempt to encourage themselves, they raised their glasses in honor of that fleeting impression such as the arrival and departure of the seasonal flu. who were carefully taken out of the pot with a spoon, saved at the last moment from drowning in the demagoguery of the greasy party jam covered with smoked bacon вме We decided to eat healthy, aware that when the Left, here, they are not, they will come to power, only green, spicy salads, boiled pumpkins and oatmeal will be served at the pubs, as larger black shirts will not be sewn.

The wine is mediocre, but abundant, as well as the general quality of the Macedonian politics. Still not drunk, a decision was made: fresh glasses with each new tour! The waiter obeyed the will of the ruling majority of Astal, long ago part of the restoration furniture, noting that when some politicians are in power, man exploits man; and when the others replace them, the opposite happens… We thought for a while, the jumbo caught us unprepared, but we quickly kicked him back in the kitchen to check how far the smoked sausages and liver with garlic and parsley were. Well, not everyone can be involved in high politics!

In such a gastronomically engaged atmosphere, a theoretical debate was initiated, followed by regular chirping and raising glasses in glory of the Macedonian democracy, for the post-election difference between the terms "chewed" and "chewed", with a comparative inter-party review for the period 2016-2021. At that point on the agenda, the conclusion is clear: to whom will the party pants fall in the elections, they are hiding like mice sprinkled with ashes - "Where are you just mice ?!", entered, without translation, in the minutes of the meeting - while the same rodents from the previous ruling team think that the fact that they lost fewer voters in these elections than those who are now in power, is their merit вме Together we broke into a few salves of laughter!

For the other details of the discussion I leave to testify the drained contents of the vilda with which the table was finally wiped. In the end, when the darkness outside the sun went out, we all agreed with Comrade Stalin, who was right when he wisely said that if the elections are well organized, they do not even have to be held! Ah, freedom, we are drunk when we have you! For her, it is worth bothering in the second round of voting, so who understands her. Because, without sobriety, drunkenness also loses its meaning.