By Andrej Nikolaidis, CdM columnist
The elite is worse than the mob, wrote Mirko Kovac.
Pay attention to how rapidly the level of Montenegrin politics is falling, which is, in fact, anti-politics. What kind of “miserable” debates are these in the parliament, where excellent rhetoricians, such as Kilibarda and Vuk Minic, once spoke? This is the parliament in which Slavko Perovic, the best orator that modern Montenegro has had, spoke. What and how these wretches are babbling today…
Unlike Cicero, they try to sound like the Facebook mob. And they succeed: they succeed indeed. If Socrates walked into this country, they would laugh at him before poisoning him. The scumbag would make fun of him. Hahaha, what kind of memes would be made with Socrates… Hahaha, how sweetly the above-the-ground and middle-class people would make fun of him…
And you really think that any prosecutor’s office in the world can fix it? You really don’t understand that the nastiness directed at Vanja Calovic – who, by the way, is a good rhetorician – and Spajic’s wife are symptoms of a disease, which is systemic? You really do not understand that social media is the wall of a public toilet, designed as a place where the oppressed, who do not even know that they are slaves, will practice their so-called “freedom of speech”, which, of course, has reduced to the outpouring of the most miserable of all miserable human traits, immanent to the poor as well as the rich?
You really do not notice that the system does not work? You don’t notice that there is even less responsibility than before, that a system of absolute irresponsibility has actually been created; that a politician, practically, cannot lie and do anything that would cost him his position and career?
You will really continue to pretend that you do not know that the judiciary is under the full control of the DF and the security sector is under the absolute control of the BIA and KOS?
Are you really going to pretend that “democratic protests” can change that?
Oh, you, used-to-be indepence-supporting wretches. Oh, your failed hopes… All those ambassadorships and directorships, all those orders you dreamed of when you approached their counter-revolution that eventually ate you, your children. Those who can thank you and only you for their victory have forgotten you. No one sold themselves for less than you. As a Greek, therefore an ontological merchant, I feel like protesting against your inflexibility in trade: what kind of donkey sells land and reputation, condemning themselves to the place of great traitors in history for a little money, which they have anyway, and a handful of promises, which will be betrayed?
Now you see how the new service – which does not serve nearly as well, nor nearly as heartily as you did; they serve, as it were, without enthusiasm, without conviction, transactionally, as they say today – they charge for their servitude the way payment is made at the cash register: track-track, puff-puff. What can you do… Used condoms go in the trash, not in diplomacy.
What we are witnessing today in Montenegro – and in the world, by the way – is called entropy.
That, entropy, is a term from thermodynamics – but we are not interested in that here.
In social theory, entropy means “a state of disorder, randomness, and uncertainty.” Entropy is the name for sinking into chaos.
I encountered the word for the first time while reading Pynchon – “Death and Mercy in Vienna”. Pynchon’s “Entropy” is my favourite text by that author, but we are not interested in that here either.
The theory says that in a system left to itself, entropy necessarily increases – the system therefore continuously slides into a state of greater disorder. To simplify: everything in nature (of course, also in society) tends towards chaos.
At least we got a glimpse of that. This process is evident in totalitarian systems. Tito, who held the system together, died. The party was weakening, entropy had done its work.
DPS was overthrown from outside, but the conditions for that were created by DPS itself. The system fell, fell apart. It was eaten by entropy because the power that governed the system was weakening. The same applies to Montenegro.
The essence of the political struggle in today’s Montenegro is this: what will be the system that will dominate and temporarily stop the chaos?
As things stand now, clerofascism has the best chance of final victory. It is enough to see who and what the undecided and weak are approaching so that you can predict the winner.
The process leads to it.
In order for the process to be reversed and its outcome revoked, it will take much more than the late-liberal pretensions that, by the way, brought fascism back into play. It cannot be solved by the performances and activism of those who handed over power to the right, supported by those who would not talk about mass graves, but would talk about the protection of flowers and birds. After all: nowhere do flowers bloom as densely and brightly as on mass graves.
I will call the ineffective, futile and, to be honest, caricature by which we try to stop the phalanxes that are marching and stabilize the system they have taken over, sustainable resistance. That’s right: according to the so-called meaningless sustainable development. Sustainable development has its own rules, which are often (not only jokingly) formulated as 10 ecological commandments. A list of actions by which, while forests burn around the world and industry operates at full steam, while the capitalist machine accelerates, the ordinary, little man is supposed to prevent the sea from flooding New York. It is a list of trivial things that do not cost us anything, and to which we contribute in saving the world. We need to replace the old light bulbs with ones that consume less. We also need to buy laptops with energy-saving screens, install solar water heaters or turn on electric ones less often, stop heating our houses with electricity, program washing machines and dishwashers economically…
In order for monotheistic man to save his soul, he had to perform something spectacular, if not sublime – some great deed or revolution within himself. He had to leave the boundaries of his daily life, the daily calculation and the actions that flow from it. For a man of sustainable development to save the world, it is enough to change the light bulb. In order for a man of sustainable resistance to defeat fascism, it is supposed to be enough to protest, warn and condemn.
It won’t work, brothers and sisters.
(Columnists’ opinions and views are not necessarily those of the CdM editorial staff)
