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The friend from New York and the friend from Korça

2024-11-02 14:02:00, Opinione Ilir Levonja
The friend from New York and the friend from Korça
Ilir Levonja

Many people are surprised by the fact that an Albanian woman who has been an immigrant in New York for 30 years, still calls herself a friend, a party member, as in the time of Enver Hoxha.

Just like many others spread on the Internet another woman, this time from Korça, who, using the same method of debate from the time of the dictatorship, stands up in a section group meeting and speaks with the same terminology, of a friend and a friend, just like in the time of the dictatorship.

First, he did not come to America to integrate. Maybe her children do, although occasionally they too have a desire to express sympathy for elements of the regime, such as discipline, queuing, fear, order.

As much as the time of tin cans of kerosene and sunflower oil still breaks the empty spaces of the monochromatic days of the class war.

The comrades of New York work as furiously as they can, not to integrate, but with the mind of how one day they will once again return to power and continue the class struggle just as fiercely. And regardless of age, the new reality, they consider flight, emigration, as an expulsion from the class enemy.

Many eyes are well aware that the factories of the time were a bit of a quagmire that could not even supply the local market, however, they say we had work. In fact, they don't long for time, but for that urgency where, even in positions of compensation, they would wreak havoc in the class war.

On the other hand, it's not that they love America, but they are in the throes of the centuries-old failure of their ideology, where the first ones are their offspring that fed the embassies, crossed the sea in rafts and opened countless mountain paths with Greece. That is why today you see them everywhere, alongside the dictator Rama, simply because they have found a perverse pleasure in ruling, in the class war, they have rediscovered Enver.

Whereas my friend from Korça, like many Albanian mothers, does not rely on the real fact of taking 200,000 Lek pension. (Not to mention how many others didn't). And if you try to clarify, in the sense of how much the electricity costs, how much is the fuel, how much is the pharmacy, etc., the mother friends remind you of that dog that ran away. On the other hand, the formula is clear, if they are rented, the immigrant child pays the rent. If they have a big house, katana, new and modern, the girl or the boy paid for it. If they need to go to the doctor, the guy pays for them, girl. If they have to be operated on, the child pays for them again. The children buy them clothes, occasionally even a car.

Even as you know, there are already vans or parcel buses, this strong trade up to Albanian trahanaja and European vitamins, or washing machines, etc. If they want to go to the spa, the child pays for them.

If they want to fix their mouths, the child pays them. If they want to go and see the world, they can go out, even get an American passport and roam the metropolis. That foreign passports, especially American and Canadian ones, also have the tickets inside, they have them for free from the sweat or blood of children.

Not from the pensions of Enver or his son. Whereas those (passports) of Enver and Edi Rama have Noc Rroku as well as Enver and Edi Rama. They used to have a passport of Ahmet Zogu, who roamed freely, but with the advent of Bolshevism, it dropped 100 places so much that today they are happy when Noc Rroku tells them that we removed the visas with Cuba.

Now to put a cap on the work, democracy is rotation. The law rules, not Noc Rroku.





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