The first masterpiece was the demands of the students. That is, the first request: to publish documentation on the reconstruction of the Railway Station in Novi Sad. They didn't blame anyone in advance, much less condemn them. The request is of a civilizing nature: after a tragedy, it is necessary to see who is responsible for the tragedy and where the mistake was. Just as, for example, after every plane crash, careful investigations are conducted in order to discover the causes of the accident and correct the deficiencies.
The request, of course, could not be fulfilled because only those who believe that the canopy was brought down by terrorists do not know that the canopy was brought down by Vučić's corrupt, corrupt and incompetent regime.
Another masterpiece is that they placed the usurper of the republic within the constitutional powers: they reminded him that he is not competent for more or less anything he does otherwise. It is understood that there was no talk of factual, but of formal power. A dictator rules by will. Law rules in the republic. The students reminded that Serbia is a republic. Overthrown by the will of a dictator, yes, but still a republic.
The third political masterpiece was the idea of walking and cycling through Serbia. Politics implies bodies in public space. The idea of the square as a place of public gathering survives to this day. After all, weren't there more than half a million bodies of Serbian citizens in Belgrade on March 15? Vučić's dictatorship removed both voices and bodies from the public space. There is only one body, the dictator's. The students reduced that body to its size: Vučić is a political zombie.
Fourth, a brilliant political masterpiece that we had the least understanding of: student anti-politics. The depth of ignorance of us, the older (and more experienced) citizens of this disfigured country (and experience, as we will see, in this case, means nothing) is impressive. We were embarrassed to see how the students refused to include the opposition in what they were doing, how they left the meeting where the persecuted and honorable man declared himself a member of the opposition political party, it seemed to us that they were exhausting themselves and wasting time living in a non-political bubble.
Where is your soul, children?
Generational misunderstanding
We smiled bitterly and kept silent bitterly, but, for God's sake, children, you must politicize your demands, time is passing, our clock is ticking, the regime is consolidating, retaliation will follow... because, children, if you politicize your demands, the dictator's glass legs will loosen. And so on. Is it?
But what did we not understand, ladies and gentlemen, comrades?
So that the dictator lying on the debris of politics mocks us as ignorant and incompetent - because we are, to make no mistake, we are senior citizens, non-students, both ignorant and incompetent. We did not realize, even though it was right in front of us, that this infamous person who leads anti-politics, who destroyed the republic (free public space), who, therefore, destroyed politics and pushed us into a pre-political state, easily rejects our every political step precisely because it is political.
The dictator managed to pacify the hundreds of thousands of bodies that took to the streets for various disgusting reasons, or tried to revive politics through the institutions. He knew how to respond to political demands.
And then the students appeared, said that they were not interested in politics, they were only interested in the fulfillment of demands, and suddenly the dictator found himself in a political quagmire that he has not come out of until this moment. To him, student anti-politics slipped out of his hands like a strong fish that won't give up.
Anti-political paradox
At the root of the inability of Vučić's anti-politics to respond to the students' anti-politics lies a paradox: all the students' demands, their every gesture, were political by definition. Even if they had gathered to demand the abolition of politics, their gesture would be political because gathering in a public space, whatever the motive of that gathering, is by definition political.
When the dictator takes unhappy people around the country and drags them to "magnificent gatherings", when he sets up tents all over Serbia to hide the emptiness they encompass, he wants to sell his anti-politics as politics by imitating a political gesture (public gathering), but those gatherings remain non-political because everything still depends on one body, the dictator's, and not on the non-political and non-politicized masses. It is a crowd pretending to be a political gathering.
The students, however, organize a mass that is a political body even though they claim it is not. To that extent, the dictator is faced with what he himself is doing, with the fact that the omen is different: he claims to be engaged in politics even though he has destroyed politics. Under the tent in Ćaciland live criminals, paid people and rascals. And mostly no one stays. The tents hide the void. There are no citizens, there is no "p" from politics.
Students, on the other hand, claim that they are not involved in politics, and their every gesture is political. When they collect waste after gatherings, for example. Well, ladies and gentlemen, non-students, that's what we didn't understand, and that's why all these inappropriate lessons to students about how they were late, how they made a mistake (and now, with the request to announce the election, they're correcting their own mistakes), how they didn't know and don't know what they're doing... Right? Is that right? They don't know what they are doing unlike us who know what we are doing all these years?
We probably don't even realize that they have already irreversibly damaged this disgusting dictatorship, which finds the only chance to suck our blood a little more precisely in us, the wise ones.
