Political WTFuckery

So our Prime Minister quit today. Out of the blue. One minute he's the Prime Minister, the next he's quitting.

I mean, I understand the guy. It's a tough gig nowadays. The country is in some deep shit. In the words of the man himself, U BANANI SMO. (We're in a banana. = We're screwed phrased in an extremely informal way, so very unfitting for a Prime Minister to use.)

You know the recession? Well, first the guy claimed THERE WAS NO RECESSION IN CROATIA. Because obviously, we know better than the rest of the world. Then he was like, OH ALL RIGHT, there might be SOME trouble ahead. The government then came up with some anti-recession measures that were NEVER PUT TO WORK. Of course, people are being fired all over the place, plants getting closed and what not, people are demonstrating in front of the Parliament almost every day. This is not a good time to be a Prime Minister, yanno? So the guy just QUIT.

He held a press conference where he said he was quitting for ~personal reasons~. I'm sorry, WHAT?! What does that even mean?!! So a journalist asks him what his reason for quitting just now was, and he says I GAVE YOU THE REASON! She goes UM, NO, YOU REALLY DIDN'T, and he starts yelling at her I'M NOT GONNA ARGUE WITH YOU HERE!

Also, he said: MY WORK HERE IS DONE AND NOW I GET TO STEP DOWN AND LET OTHERS TAKE OVER.

THE FUCKING NERVE.

Visiting

I'm finally going to visit Maja in the hospital tomorrow. Wootwoo.
She apparently got much much better basically over night and is able to speak and read and eat anything she wants.
So OK, listen to this. About the reading part. She asked her parents to buy her this gossip mag, Story, today. And here's the best part: in today's issue there's a picture of ŽIVKO ANOČIĆ and a short article about the new play they're doing. WOOHOO! He's gonna be a cowboy! Oh he's so cute, I'm sure it'll cheer Maja up!
And she better get better so we can go to the theatre together again. Of course, when (and if!) the play comes to Osijek. But YAAY! To everything.

P.S. I took a pic of the pic in the mag. Yes, I am a looney. Gonna post it later. You know you wanna see it. *wink at BJ*

R.I.P.

Heath Ledger died.

I don't even know what to say. He was so talented, I'm sure he had a great career ahead of him. What a shame. R.I.P.

My favourite Heath Legder film is obviously "10 Things I Hate About You". I know it by heart, but I've written about it more than once, so I'm not gonna repeat myself. He'll be missed and if you pray, remember his baby daughter.

I Blame Disney

A 10 year old boy died a few days ago. Why? Because he ate some chocolate. The chocolate contained hazelnuts to which he was apparently allergic. And he knew that. He knew he wasn't supposed to eat hazelnuts and so did his entire class. In fact, his classmates tried to stop him from eating it by reminding him, in case he's forgotten, about him being allergic to hazelnuts. But did he listen? No. He said his mother allowed him to eat them. Somehow, I doubt that. I highly doubt his mother said it was OK for him to eat something that might actually kill him. And it's not that he was only 10 years old and didn't know any better. If that was so, how did all the other kids know he shouldn't eat the chocolate? They are 10 as well. It's not that 10 year olds are unreasonable. It's just that they don't listen to their parents any more.

I watched The Little Mermaid today again. I'm sure you're familiar with the story: a stubborn teenage mermaid does what ever she wants, disobeys her father, almost causes the deaths of herself and her prince, and it all ends with a happy end. Right? Actually, wrong. That's not how the story originally ended. See, the original story, the one by Hans Christian Andersen, doesn't end with a happy end. The little mermaid doesn't get the love of her life nor is she allowed to go back to her family. No, she dies. She didn't listen to the older and the wiser and she died. Children were able to learn from that story back in the day. And what do they learn today? That no matter what they do, it's OK, there's a happy end awaiting. But that's just not how life is. I blame Disney for selling fairy tales to kids. Life is not a fairy tale. And sometimes, not even a fairy tale is a fairy tale.

Happy with what she's done? Not so much.

In The News

Yesterday was in Darda, my little countryside village with the population of about 6000, found 65kg of heroin. HEROIN! It's insane! There was this truck that was allegedly carrying oranges from Turkey, 9 tons of oranges and its driver wanted to store it in my sister's boyfriend's father's car repair shop. He wouldn't allow it so the guy left the truck near by and then the police came with dogs and unloaded the truck (meaning they took out 9 tons of oranges!) and practically dismantled the truck to find 65kg of heroin in it. Unbelievable.