Aleksandar Vučić is a defeated man and this is something that must be taken into account when interpreting his every move and statement. Yesterday, July 29, he demonstrated his defeat by commenting on the events in Novi Pazar on TV Informer. The president said, regarding the attempt to break the student blockade at the State University in Novi Pazar (DUNP): "The building of the State University in Novi Pazar looks like a den, I don't want to say 'pigsty' so as not to offend someone religiously."
Bad style
There is a saying that says: don't get carried away in victory, don't humble yourself in defeat. Vučić did both: in the victory he also carried himself and raised himself. He humiliates himself in defeat, and that's what we've been watching for months, every time we look at him. In that humiliation, he resorted to the worst attempts at wit, so Pazar, Muslims, don't eat pork, so he won't say "pork". He forgets, the unfortunate, in this moral-political shipwreck of his, that humor was never his strong point.
Humor and radicalism do not go hand in hand anyway, because there is nothing funny in the radical settings to which Vučić returned out of desperation. But there is something else: they no longer have anyone to sell their hideous nationalist fora. The people stand together, united against only one thing: his regime. Radical politics has been defeated, all that remains of it are remnants, ugly memories and traumas. And people no longer want that for themselves, and that's why they stand, all together, against this government.
Vampiric radical
Of the many strange things that Vučić said, this "pig den" caused the greatest public attention. However, he had a few more pearls that are worth mentioning, as a contribution to the thesis that this politician, even when he is in power, has always been fundamentally stuck in the mentality of a loser.
The first is that here he is, for thirteen years he has not said a single ugly word against Bosniaks and Muslims. "Neither as president, nor as prime minister, nor as deputy prime minister", said Aleksandar Vučić, probably to remember how good he used to be and what he was all about. Okay, Alexander, come on, you haven't said anything ugly for 13 years (though, that can be verified and disproved). But what will we do with the previous 20 years, before these 13? If we didn't take it out of the archives now, there would be no end to citations. The bottom line is that for 13 years he held back, bit his tongue, acted and faked it. It's not easy, really, to stifle your own essence for almost a decade and a half. It is neither easy nor possible, and that is exactly why now the original, authentic Vučić radical is becoming visible again.
Fire, water and the state
Another bizarre claim that Vučić made regarding the events in Novi Pazar reads: "There are three things that no one should ever play with. They are fire, water and the state." Hardly anyone was fascinated by this "deep" thought, except for Dragan J. Vučićević, since it is, above all, heavy nonsense, which means nothing. The only meaning behind this nonsense is that Vučić equates himself with the state.
The country of Serbia was never Vučić, and today the country is in every place where there are rebellious people. The state is where war veterans come and say, "We'll take care of your children." Serbia is where the citizens of Pazar vote for war veterans to look after their children, where they raise their hands for it, despite all their individual and collective traumas, where raising their hands and standing together, people forgive each other, in the name of those children, students who need to be protected.
The country is where people think about the future, and in these nine months, Vučić has received a message countless times from every part of Serbia that he is not part of the future.
And the den? The lair is in čaciland. Both literally and metaphorically. The only thing that Vučić can compare with is that fenced area where he collected garbage, feces and battering rams. The only thing we would believe him is if he says: "The den - it's me!
