Attack on Miloš Pavlović, frontman tent favelas in front of the Parliament, the regime's "model student", once again shows that being a student comes with a price.
Videos on the net show pushing and throwing cans, it was certainly painful. The commotion took place somewhere near Studenjak, in a bad time in which nobody in Belgrade has anything smart to say to anyone.
What is the price? Ćaci simply cannot walk peacefully in the city. As the local progressive satraps get balls in the head, and the infantry at the party stands suffer sieges.
The "right" and "wrong" side
This is so for two reasons. First, the regime of Aleksandar Vučić has long imposed an informal price on any participation in public life.
If you are on the "right" side, the furniture, sinecures, the right of the first wedding night over the tender follow. At least a couple of thousand for a night in Ćaciland.
If you are on the "wrong" side, at least a tabloid hot rabbit or chicanery follows, dismissal, being left without pay, sometimes beatings.
This is not normal, but the regime wanted such a state and the public, counting on the benefit of digging a ditch in the middle of society. And yes, if there are no bridges across the ditch, they will never have to step down from power.
Which leads us to the second reason - the rebellious students and the people decided to apply their own criteria of what is the "right" and what is the "wrong" side.
In football terms, pressing is now played in the opponent's half. In popular terms, a beating has two ends. And the nerves thinned out.
Of all things circus
Miloš Pavlović is a banal, disposable phenomenon. Already worn and thickened, it could soon be forgotten.
Maybe he didn't notice that his boss and the rest of his entourage weren't walking around the city freely. They drive in limousines, have gorillas, go only to directed events and places forbidden to the ordinary world. And that is the price of this kind of government.
Pavlović, on the other hand, was left as a target for cans. As some local satraps are left to the eggs.
The young student from Doboj is still in the role. He made a phone call to someone, and in the wee hours at the Emergency Center, Minister Zlatibor Lončar personally met him, dressed in blue as if he had just come out of the operating room. He was also greeted by four regime tabloid cameras.
This again screams injustice, because Minister Lončar did not rush to meet the female students who were run over by cars or whose jaws were broken by SNS beaters.
The regime still does not see that the beating has two ends and makes a media circus out of everything. For them, the stakes are too high to budge. But, it could be that the lower-ranking people realize what the price is and take it to heart.
Anyway, Serbia cannot calm down. And where violence is the standard, it sometimes becomes general and someone always gets the upper hand.