Nakic is older, but not a bit wiser.

You could see our house in a suburban Rockville from a far, althought all the houses in the 2 miles radius looked the same. But the 3-color flag hanging on a window gave us away. We positioned her just under the aircondishioner so on a proud days we could make it wave. When we preferred to be descrete about our where-abouts we use to roll-up the blinds. And althought we had two Russian roommates, Mexican & Asian neighbors, and just about 15 other nationalities around the corner, there was just one flag waving under the aircondishioner. It was the flag of the lest important county in the neighborhood.

Could that be the exact reason why she was there? The feeling of unimportance? Well, yes, but it`s not just that...

This leads me to another question or to be precise one curious boy`s question from our brotherly and friendly Czech Republic: "How come you Serbs are so proud of your country, about a fact that you are a part of that nation, and on the other hand, each and every one of you is trying to get the hell out of there?"

The answer is quite simple. We the people of Serbia shared one horrifying decade together. Wars, hunger, protests, electric shutdowns and stress on a daily basis. It produced a sense of togetherness and closeness among us. Nato bombing concluded the story - with one enemy within our borders everything inside the borders became more unite. Add it up to the 15 century long tradition of bravery and sacrifying for the common good, and there`s the answer for ya. At the end we`re proud of our country or maybe more of ourself that we are still alive and that we`re still (at least a bit) normal.

So next time you see a Serbian flag somewhere in the World, carry on, it`s our thing, we just got to do it.

Objavio nakic u 30. mart 2009 15:18:01 | 11 comments

Who are we and where are we running? Why are we here and how come it`s so fucked up sometimes? Can we change the stupidity of a World around us or at least reduce it`s amount? Can we make a diference? And in the end, whats the point?

Well, maybe I`d know the answers for this and bunch of other questions if I joined some frickin cult. But I didnt and I`m still an ignorant, religiousles, ideologyles, stupid fuck.

And maybe that 5 minute smoke with Lincoln behind me and the Mall in front didnt give me any answers but it shure was nice.

Objavio nakic u 24. mart 2009 0:23:10 | 3 comments

In May 2008 my country voted for a faster and more effective track toward a European station. After a decade of destruction and nearly whole other decade of stagnation we said – no more! 21st century, get ready – here comes the weirdest country in this part of the World.

For more that 50 years, my fellow citizens and I naïvely thought that we are the one who are mentally troubled. That we are… how to say it in a decent manner… well, fucking lunatics. Oh, how wrong we were.  And so, in the year when we finally decided to become normal, the whole World had to go coo-coo and once again stop us in our two century long attempt to become a modern and prosper nation. Yes, in 2008 the World outside Serbian borders went completely mental. How? Let me give you couple of hints… Hussein O., Wall Street, crisis, war... Well basically the apocalypse... Does it ring a bell?

First of all, US and A. As if the president seat of a falling empire was no longer important, the American presidential election first came down to a black dude and a chick and when a she got out of a picture (praise Allah for that) it become a duel of Islamic/catholic extremist Barack Hussein and an old fart McCain. To get the race more fucked-up they throw in funny-guy Joe B. and a soccer-mom/dear hunter Sarah P. (who got picked the same way guys pick up girls in Alaska– they go for the only lady in the bar). And it would all be nice and OK and we-played-democracy-but-dont-give-a-black-guy-control-of-the-red-button, if Hussein didn’t become the 44^th President. But he did.

And how did he win? The biggest economic crisis after the Great depression – “The Great depression II – bigger, longer and uncut” hit the theaters, became a blockbuster on the Wall Street, found a good reception in the Main street and then fucked-up every moddafuckin` street in the World. So what was the American answer for this – put Hussein in charge. It can’t get any worse so we might as well let the black guy turn off the lights. It’s like when nobody wanted to be the emperor of Rome in the last decades, because nobody wanted to have his cherry popped by a Barbarian.

So, my countryman thought – Ok, fuck you, we’ll go with the European Union. But the wind of craziness traveled fast across Atlantic and the EU that we desperately tried to canoodle with was falling apart. Most of the people in European countries didn’t support EU constitution and even a Treaty of Lisbon didn’t get much of the applause. And with The GD II – BL&U raping the economy of these countries it’s only a matter of time when Francisco Javier Solana de Madariaga will return from Brussels to his lovely cassa in Madrid. I mean, dont get me wrong but what more can you expect when you have Bulgaria and Romania as your members...?

In other news, Georgia schratched Russian butt and got it back the Russian-way, Russians on the other hand were holding european countries for their european balls with a simple gas pipe, Cubans got a right to buy TVs, mobile phones and computers, althought they cant even afford a toothbrush, Island seized to exist, Canadians started to protest, Berlusconi was back in the Prime Minister seat and Rod Blagojevic (who is, by-the-way, a proud Serbian) became a first governor who tried to sell a senator seat, and not just any one but Obama`s (what suprises me here is not that he tried to do that, but that he was actually a governor).

Weird things didnt stop there – President O. closed Guantanamo, choosed smart people for the cabinet, changed the way he`s communicating with the World... He offered a hand of friendship to all muslim countries and even supported Serbia in its democratic efforts (I`m telling you, he`s a wacko). As for the economy he`s dealing with it the bling-bling style, baby. Spendin` it big, like in the hood, dawg!

Yes, it`s a new World out there, and althought I always thought that the World will never be ready for us, I guess we`re the one who should adjust to the new level of craziness. Peace out, weirdos!

Objavio nakic u 20. mart 2009 15:54:01 | 7 comments

When British Airway`s flight BA241 finally took off from Belgrade Airport it marked the begining of a adventurous trip to the heart of evil imperialism and neo-capitalism - The United fucking States of America. Fifteen hours later I was in the main arterie of that heart - Washington DC. I saw the lights of a town that I always had romantic political thoughts about and I felt inspired. Two hours later I was sleeping on a rubber mattress with two other guys in a 2.5x2 bedroom. And finally, five hours after that painfull experience I was at some pool, vacuming the bottom of it. I thought to myself that cultural and social exploration of the States will wait quite a while. After all, there were more important things on my agenda - finding food and cleaning up pools.

But dont lay down, devil ( "Ne lezi vraze" - Serbian saying that basically means - however ), I had such luck to be "The Walker" - person that change pools all the time and steps in whenever and wherever. So in the next four months I worked at 18 diferent pools that spread across 4 different towns. This misadvantage gave me an advantage of meeting bunch of differt americanos and gringos. Si, si, senor.

I started in the poorest african-american/latino community and ended up in the whitest Republican neighboorhood ( from the hood to the neighboorhood ). Each and every one of the 18 had its own story. They were a good cross-section of american society at the end of a Bush era. But with all diferences aside, each and every one of the 18 basically had a same story - concern about a future and some hope for a better tomorow. And one more thing... They all loved their new sexy lifeguard.

I was thinking these days about some conclusions about this trip. I was unable to produce any. I think that by putting them on a "paper" like this would kill the experience itself and make it just a story in some unrealictic pararel universe. Tell me, how can I explain the feeling of passing by the streets of my american hometown in a bus with Arctic monkeys singing on my headphones and the despair in the eyes of my co-passengers? Or the strangest encounter on one awful rainy day with some black street philosopher with whom I had the most interesting one hour talk. Or my jewish friend from Russia who saw the salvation of a human race in the extinction of all muslims. And how can I explain that night when we played Texas Holdem in our poor, hole-in-the-wall apartment? I just cant.

But it will stay the part of me forever.

Objavio nakic u 13. mart 2009 13:36:03 | 9 comments

We all know everything and we`re all in the same shit on a daily bases. But try to explain Serbian daylife and things that regular Serbs had to go trough in the last 20 years. Now that’s a challenge. Anyway, I was already too good to stop myself on local small talk. It would be unfair not to share “The Nakic way” with the rest of the world.

So, Nakic is writing again. And this time he is using occupator`s language (not quite good to be honest and I apologize for that (especially to my sister, professor of English language and literature), but my friends wont mind). How come?

Not so long ago, maybe a week or so, my good Czech friend, with whom I had numerous creative and intellectual discussions (most of them took place between stinky and colorful walls of McDonalds), asked me something that made me wondering – “How come you Serbs are so proud of your country, about a fact that you are a part of that nation, and on the other hand, each and every one of you is trying to get the hell out of there?” Ofcourse, he didn’t ask me this in nearly sophisticated way, cause he`s incapable of finishing one meaningful sentence in English, but I understood the confusion of this curious boy.

To be honest, this wasn’t the first question of a kind. No, no, it was oftenly even much, much worse. It started with some common yankee people – “So, Serbia is in Brazil, right?” No, motherfucker, do I look Brazilian to you? Continued with some foreign affairs experts that watched too much CNN – “Hey, congratulations, Kosovo is finally free” Hm, thanks, but that’s not what we were actually fighting for. And it ended up with even more common folks – “You have roads in Serbia, right?” You betcha!

Ofcourse, I never got offended by this. I never expected that someone outside our borders would understand our situation. Yes, my friends, forget everything that we learned in our history books and listened on our national television during the nineties, they just don’t care about us. Fuck, they don’t even know where we are. But, I decided to make them care or atleast understand us better. I decided to think locally and act globally.

It just didn’t make sense to write about us for us anymore. We all know everything and we`re all in the same shit on a daily bases. But try to explain Serbian daylife and things that regular Serbs had to go trough in the last 20 years. Now that’s a challenge. Anyway, I was already too good to stop myself on local small talk. It would be unfair not to share “The Nakic way” with the rest of the world.

So, I decided to do this and next time when I get a funny question I can just refer funny people to this glorious blog. Sadly, they wont be able to read my wisdom of previous years: A story about last fortress of human privacy – toilet seat, predicting the development of Kosovo problem, a fight against old, pessimistic bastards that found their place in conformism of right wing mediocrity, discussion with Serbian, Bosnian and Croatian nationalists, etc. But there`s a lot more to come. Maybe.

Now, let me get back to my friends question, after this long digression. Really, whats the explanation for one of the million Serbian paradoxes – Proud Serbs that cant wait to leave Serbia behind.  Well, sorry guys, but you gonna have to wait for answers. Till next time.

Have a good one.

Objavio nakic u 14. decembar 2008 14:32:13 | 14 comments

This year has truly been a political one. And even more than that. Serbian history will mark 2008 as a year in which she finally lost a longtime battle for Kosovo, atleast a part souther from Mitrovica, realected pro-european leder Boris Tadic for President, elected quasi european Goverment and finally sent Vojislav Kostunica (former Prime Minister) where he belongs – on the back side of Serbian political reality and in the stinky donkey asshole of political spectrum, sort of speak. And as the rest of the World is considered, or as we like to call it – „International comunity whose one and only objective is to destroy and humiliate Serbia and its people“, America will certainly remember 2008 as a year when Barack Obama was elected as a first African-American President of the United States and our beloved Hilary became President-elects choice for Secretary of State. Common man all across the globe, on the other hand, will remember it by the start of a big economic crisis that threatens to throw neo-capitalism on its knees and make Fukuyama suck his own testicles while reciting Capital from behind.

So, for one ex political blogger this should have been a fun political ride. Well, why wasn’t it? Its quite simple actually – I`m just not a little girl anymore that cries for mommy and begs for democracy. I wasn’t happy of what I become thought (a heartless, cold-blooded, handsome, beard wearing, 23 year old guy), but it was inevitable – almost 20 political and nerve-breaking years were behind me. As our beloved Minister of foreign affairs said to his European friends – Enough is enough.

February – “Nakic, they declared independence. They took our holly land. Those bastards. Murderers. Goat fuckers. Nakic, do you hear me? Do you hear me you fuckin` pussy?” No, my friend, be silent. Hold your precious lips closed. It is over. Can you hear me? Over.

May – “Hey, Nakic, my European friend, we won. Fuckin` A, man! We`re gonna travel to EU in no time. God bless, Tadic, man. You don’t have to go to the States at all.” No, I`ll take my chances anyway. Maybe, and just maybe, we wont be able to travel in EU without visas in the next 3 years and Tadic will one more time prove to be incompetent. I repeat – its just hypothetical.

No, nothing could shake me up in this god forbidden place anymore. I was a part of every protest against Milosevic`s regime, one of the 9 million victims of NATO bombing, big optimist in Djindjic`s period until he was shoot and killed like a dog in front of his own Government, a die-hard anti-Kostunica blogger and much more. Yes, it was time for this little birdy to fly away from his nest and discover the magical world outside Serbian electrical fence. And you`ll find out what, where, when and how he discovered it, if indeed he discover anything. Next time.

Good night and good luck, my friends.

Objavio nakic u 14. decembar 2008 0:28:48 | 3 comments

One of the greatest bloggers of all time is back and ready to rock. Kinda.

Objavio nakic u 12. decembar 2008 23:58:56 | 9 comments

Pozdrav.

Objavio nakic u 13. avgust 2008 23:33:57 | 1 comments

...otisao u Ameriku.

Objavio nakic u 20. maj 2008 12:24:59 | 6 comments

Prelistavao sam ovih nekoliko dana sve stare postove, procitao nekoliko davnih tekstova, gledao komentare... Skupio sam sve to i ubacio ih jedan word file da ih imam za svaki slucaj. Citao sam i razmisljao kako bih danas mnoge stvari uradio drugacije. Mnogo toga, veoma cesto, nisam shvatao onako kako bih to cinio danas. Ipak, ima i to neke drazi, na taj optimizam bez povoda sam ipak danas ponosan. Parafraziracu izreku koju sam negde pokupio - ko nije bio buntovnik u svojim dvadesetim taj nema srce, a ko ne shvati do tridesete da od toga nema nista je budala... I pravdacu time svoje cesto pogresne stavove.

Ipak, znam da i to tad nije bila naivnost, jer znam da nikad nisam bio naivan. Oni koji me oduvek poznaju znaju da sam oduvek bio cinik. I shvatio sam citajuci te moje optimisticne pozive na akciju, na promenu, na svest, da nisam bio iskren. Isao sam protiv sebe. Znao sam da je sve vec propalo, ili je bilo vrlo blizu toga, ali ipak nisam smeo da budem taj koji ce ubiti poslednju nadu nekome ko je jos uvek imaO. I zato su cesto ti stavovi "da nas jednog lepog dana obasja svetlost Evrope" i sl., bili tako isprazni i nepodrzani konkretnoshcu. Neke recenice koje sam ponovo prelistao danas vise nikada ne bih mogao da pomislim, a kamoli napisem. Medjutim, to je bio takav trenutak u nasim zivotima i zivotu ove zemlje u kom sam smatrao da je neophodno upravo takvo delovanje, odnosno pisanje. Znao sam da nemam odgovor na cesto postavljano pitanje - Sta da radimo? , ali nisam bio toliko surov da to priznam. Smatrao sam da je ono sto hvali svima nama - optimizam, i da je to ono najmanje sto mogu da pruzim. Nije vredelo.

Komentari su jedna sasvim druga prica. Uporno sam se prepirao sa Fbianom, Kurtzem krasnim, ninovcem Pavlecom, prihvatajuci ulogu naivnog mladuncheta koje jos uvek vidi neku svetlost na kraju tunela. Nisam shvatao dobronamerne savete Borisa Staresine i drugih. Bio sam zaista nestrpljiv i brz. Hteo sam sve sad&odmah. Tih nekoliko godina koliko su ti "iskusniji stanovnici ove zemlje" bili ispred mene, veoma su znacajne. Jer ja danas radije potpisujem neke od njihovih stavova nego svoje. Onih dana to je bilo "kontraproduktivno" priznati, danas je isuvise nebitno.

Cudan je bio taj povratak u Mojblog svet. Proziveo sam neka osecanja vezana za periode 2005. i 6.godine. Setio sam se politickih desavanja koja danas izgledaju tako daleko, a zapravo su gotovo ista. I osetio sam jednu znacajnu potrebu. Potrebu za normalnim zavrsetkom ove price. Ove jedne stavke u mom zivotu. I sada cu ostati nedorecen za sve sto bih zeleo da objasnim ili kazem, ali bolje i to nego da sam rekao sve.

Sada ostaje jedna vazna odluka, za mene, ne i za Mojblog svet. Necu pricati o njoj, ali cete neposredno saznati sta sam odlucio.

Ostaje mi samo da se zahvalim svima na paznji. Bili ste odlicni.

Objavio nakic u 4. decembar 2007 12:21:16 | 7 comments