“SNSD leader Milorad Dodik stated today that members of the BiH Central Election Commission will be dismissed in the first month after the government is formed at the BiH level and prosecuted” reads today’s headline. The motive is ultimately irrelevant.
The elections were a farce anyway: an opposition that is completely devoid of ideas and actually just looking to strike some pact with the ruling party (with respect to a few exceptions who are merely devoid of ideas), while the octopus holds all institutions firmly in its grasp, so the elections have little purpose, even if there were an opposition with ideas.
There is no force that can dismantle the octopus until it collapses on its own.
That moment will come soon, because the country, or at least Republika Srpska, is heading into debt slavery and imposed rule. And when there is no more money, the ruling clique will scatter and they will come for each other’s heads. The opposition team will flee as far as possible, just so power doesn’t fall into their lap. Some Sejdić-Finci will be found who will be willing to lead RS through the mire of two or three generations of repaying 25 years of Dodik’s excesses.
Not a single responsible party from the so-called international community who allowed such brazen laundering of not only citizens’ money but also their foreign subsidies will be found. It doesn’t matter, because their loans will have to be serviced; and who got you into debt? Well, we didn’t elect him, you are his voters.
And so… everyone will wash their hands, no one will be held accountable one day, SNSD will fall apart, the leadership will be far from prosecution authorities (although it is highly questionable whether they will even live to see a genuine attempt at international arrest), and the people will break rocks.
Yes, everyone able to work will break rocks in camps. They will receive rations and long for the days when they didn’t cross the English Channel in boats with Albanians to escape the camps.
And it is inevitable. As inevitable as the sun rising tomorrow morning.
Look, Milorad Dodik said what he said, and the people didn’t take up pitchforks and hoes and take to the streets? They didn’t. That’s why they will break rocks.
Because when the entity leader says he will dismiss an independent institution that has absolutely no connection to the institution of the President of Republika Srpska (roughly like Vučić dissolving the parliament of North Macedonia) and no one thought they were living in a dictatorship, then the people truly deserve to repay all the debts he hung around their necks by breaking rocks. But to state that the judiciary will then issue a criminal verdict and thus ‘prosecute‘ an independent BiH institution—that says the following:
- I am the Lord your God and only I can judge you when and how I wish. Whatever you do, except humbly pray to me and offer me sacrifices on the altar, will be punished with eternal hell. There is no one else you can turn to, for I am the Lord your God.
- The judiciary as the third pillar of society does not exist. The judiciary is mine. The judiciary—that is me. If someone has robbed you, raped you, beaten you and you come before me, open your purse so I may rule in your favor. There is no law, institution, or rule above me. If I feel like ruling this way for you, I will rule this way, no matter how much the other way made sense (sometimes even in some other system).
I didn’t hear guns blazing in the streets of Banja Luka tonight. I didn’t notice masses beginning to gather in the park and march on the Presidential Palace demanding at least some justice. They didn’t. Well, they will break rocks.
When they let you take a break from breaking rocks, remember that just a day earlier you read this on the portals: “The Government of Republika Srpska plans to purchase the failed projects of Russian oligarch Rashid Serdarov and his company “Comsar” through its enterprise “Gas–Res”, and is prepared to pay more than 100 million euros“.
Then you didn’t start to remove the rust from your gun. You didn’t think that this 100 million was yours. You thought money falls from the sky, somehow bypassing your yard and all falling into Dodik’s.
No, brother. Break’s over—let’s continue. The rocks are waiting.
