Dijana Toska, Shkup
History is proving to us that as it turns out this Kosovo of ours has quite a sexappeal and it is prime terrain for our friends and allies to practise their Kama Sutra, as some of our friends, always in the name of democratic values and human rights and freedoms, all done in the breeze of Ujman over the glow of the gold and diamonds underground. Her sexuality is passed around between the practices of legal governance and the articulation of reports of forces, and naturally the sexual stubborness in the history of the modern west surely isn’t very appealing.
As always, while acting on behalf of our wellbeing, our friends and allies reassure us that sex is an act of privilege and that this act needs to be done both ways, by the foreign subject, those that have liberated you and are abusing you unconditionally, everytime they have an interest whether personal or strategic; and by us Albanians in relation to us and ourselves.
Therefore, a throng of big and small will want to devour you, both inside and out, so they can soften your back, and then normally the head will fall on its own, because their promises are our centennial aspirations, truncated and washed with our blood. According to the neapolitans, the bed is a Grand Opera of the Poor and sex is the cheapest form of pleasure, although for some of our friends and enemies this calculation seems to actually be paying off politically, they suggest to us and keep pushing that we continue to practise this act as much as we can even though our revolutionary libido has dropped considerably and our pleasure is all the way down on the ground.
Remove some of the failed politicians with a slave master’s mentality that have married whomever they could, and that shamelessly keep playing the same melodies with their loud trumpets – that we can, that we shouldn’t turn our backs on our friends and allies because they liberated us, they gave us the opportunity to live and yet again will gift us viagra so we can survive. Because according to them, giving viagra is a grand act of social emancipation and the spread of sexual liberties.
Same as winning the right for white people and black people to make love in the hot lands of Africa, this is also a political act that underlies the changes of political relations, from forbidden behaviours to permissible ones, not because of the unending love for black people, but because it falls against racial subjugation.
Practically the battle for public sex is won in an un-changed social order for us, because that’s what our friends and allies suggest to us, we must be willing to be sexed so we can have a more organised, liberal, democratic society, to emancipate ourselves such that any immoral militant can stuff a EU standard into us, meanwhile forget the strategic love in which we passionately believed and declared as strategic, that has heavily wounded the dignity of our national existence in the name of good faith.
Now, as an emancipated society, it is clear to us that the motto of our action has to be sexual economics of reactionary politics and the sexual proletariat politics that as a pillar of self-pleasure will have the orgasm instead of the organisation of a state with full sovereignty.
I know, I know that there are no emotions nor ethics in politics, nor eternal strategic partners.
But, I am a daughter of Kosova, when I am revolted I feel like I am giving and making love to my motherland.
