YLLI RAKIPI “What is going on?! You’ve left Albania without any criminals...” A man who, with these words, had betrayed people all his life. He had tried every kind of betrayal; he had issued capital sentences, sentences for murder, rape and the destruction of human beings. He had tried them all. All the same, his greatest crime was betraying people. “You’ve left Albania without any criminals...! What is going on?!” His voice was like a dog’s whimper; a grizzled dog whose face did not have a single twitch. For the first time in his life he was sincere, terrifyingly sincere. He was looking for the criminals he himself had declared to be criminals; those executed without trial and without a grave, the innocent people who had been convicted. All these were the criminals on his lists. Now he is looking for them, because he cannot understand Albania any other way. This is his second crime, many times greater than the first—the crime of cramming the innocent into prison. The grizzled dog moves along the corridors of justice and whines about an Albania left without criminals. The people around him listen open-mouthed, and when they part from him they whisper: “He’s the well-known lawyer...” He really is a lawyer. A lawyer whom democracy, strangely, has licensed to kill people all over again and betray them all over again. Now he is once again looking for the criminals he himself produced; Shefqet Beja, Musine Kokalari and Selaudin Toto cannot rise up and tell him so; nor can the hundreds of thousands who were executed and left without graves. If they could rise, he would die immediately. They truly cannot rise, but there is another great army that must denounce the criminals. Albania is full of criminals who still walk free. The man who betrayed people, the man who invented criminals, is one of them. ... I often come face to face with a woman whose father was tortured and killed by the father of a deputy. The deputy’s father also took the victim’s household furniture. Today the deputy has that furniture. The woman went to Parliament and asked the deputy for the furniture; she did not ask for revenge, she did not ask for her father’s life, but only for the furniture. The deputy still has not given it to her... Mr Deputy, Doctor of Science, for God’s sake, return this woman’s furniture! You have stolen from her even the only keepsake of her father. This woman has still not cried out that your father is a criminal; she has still not cried out that you are both the son of a criminal and a member of parliament(!). Return her keepsake, in the name of this tolerance! A few days ago, some of the criminals even dared to come out into Tirana’s squares and streets; they dared to shout for Enver Hoxha and the Party of Labour. They dared because the new state has still not punished their crimes. No one has yet said who they are. They took this tolerance for weakness. And it is better that this happened. People understood that criminals remain criminals forever. Albania has its own criminals. They are visible and face us almost every day. People, deeds, files and drawers hold the lists of its criminals. This is their first crime. These are Albania’s real criminals. At least let us name them. Otherwise the grizzled dogs will once again curse the criminals...

NEWS According to sources whose reliability is beyond question, and from candid statements by our refugees in Greece, it appears that two camps for Albanian refugees have been set up in the Gramoz area, on the border with Korçë, but still on Greek territory. These refugees sign forms and are issued special cards stating that they are “Northern Epirotes.” In this case, Greek aid takes on precisely the color of the classical hypocrisy of figures from ancient Greek literature. In any case, Greece is preparing to show Van Der Stoel that Albanians are Greeks.

The PS is organizing a petition—people sign it in support of Fatos Nano’s release. Anyone who signs receives 10,000 lekë (old lekë). Some people sign two or three times, because the aim is to reach the number of Enver’s volunteers. Meanwhile, banknotes are becoming scarce; for this reason, some of those who sign will receive their payment in the form of food and seasonal vegetables. We believe they will get Fatos out of prison with ripe watermelons, okra and other food. The entire financial fund for these expenses will come from the hidden wealth of the mother party, Enver’s party.

“With the first bricks, he will build houses for homeless Democrats.” These were the first words spoken by the new owner of the brick factory in Tirana, deputy Bashkim Zeneli. The editor tried to find a second source to confirm this, but that proved impossible. This news remains to be confirmed later.

It is true. Never before has it happened in any country in the world that a party chairman continued to lead his party from prison. The Albanian Socialists did this through a unanimous decision by their party. The Socialist Party’s organizational foundations are so strong that they will allow Nano to lead it from prison as well. In this way, the Socialist Party and Fatos Nano will enter the GUINES Book of Records as permanent record-holders. Unless Fidel Castro breaks the Albanian Socialists’ record.

After this, Mr Cela really should take the criminal rag “Koha Jonë” to court . The Hyenas of the Pseudo-Newspaper “Koha Jonë” Those unable to deal with the living, the hyenas profane the dead. Thus, the hyenas of the pseudo-newspaper “Koha Jonë” reach the most notorious depths of moral crime, exploiting a death and a deceased member of Mr Blerim’s family. A communist newspaper, with broken pots and who-knows-what dragged along behind it, and another communist pseudo-newspaper, as it has turned out to be, profanes the dead; and the two together, in their frenzied attacks on democracy and the Democrats, have gone so far as to take up with an opposition party, establishing close ties with new parties, always “opposition” parties, while hiding in their “heroic” trunks the high decorations awarded by the Presidium of the People’s Assembly, at Ramiz Alia’s instruction and under his signature, as if they belonged to their own side. The skein of Albanian political theatre will gradually be untangled. Very soon, when the filth of the swamps has dried up—with its secret agents and ordinary criminal pseudo-publicists, with their names and ignorance, even when cosmopolitan, but always mercenaries of the Sigurimi and filthy communist clans—we will see the hyenas looking for the dead in order to stay alive in some fashion. It is fortunate that the presence of such hyenas has been confined to a newspaper rag, which takes its articles and ideas from the press directorate for wartime. It is not the quality of its articles, but the petty hatred that disturbs the whole people and bodes ill, that compels us to concern ourselves with this newspaper. A bronzed editorial staff. Even the name “Koha jonë” is a pseudonym for their time, or, as has been said before, “the time of scoundrels.” P. SKENDERI The innocent should concern themselves with the living; people Jonë” sink to the most unfinished(?) degree of moral crime, prying into a death and a dead person in the family of Mr. Blerim Çela. In an effort to retain its primacy in hooliganism, this rag, which cries out in perverse anxiety about new dictators and dictatorships, concocts the most monstrous and macabre slanders. It is not worth our while to deal with this rag of crime and the communist Sigurimi, but in Albania’s current political climate it clearly reveals the temperature of this communist clan in the face of losing power to the momentum of democracy. What is the source of the information published by “Koha Jonë”; what is the source that confirms this crime? We believe it is Mr. Çela’s duty this time to take the criminal rag “Koha Jonë” to court himself. In a shattering lament. It is clear that the author makes Pindaric efforts to convince the people that the latter, too, is suffering from the suicidal illness called loneliness. Why does Kico feel lonely, and what does public opinion have to do with his troubles? The writer Blushi, in an old style of literary interweaving(?), while acting as a censor and member of judicial panels against nationalists, secured trust and political credibility, particularly because he had “combative” relations with Mr. Alia. This political cadre gave the sole talent(?) to the donor(?), but also turned him into a cadre project, ultimately depriving him of a career. To begin with, family connections had to be used to arrange some scandal on Radio, then to secure his admission to the Party despite not possessing those 10 qualities; but when Alia took the reins of the communist state, things changed. Kico became editor-in-chief, was(?) made(?) to do party errands for Tirana, and to have(?) a deputy-personnel(?) of the Interior and a minister of mild Culture, koper(?) and ethnologist(?) who had learned(?) the duties of a communist with a future. But the Party’s far-seeing eye kept watch over this cadre, even in infancy. Naturally, Kico was waiting from one moment to the next for an appointment, at the time when, at the 9th-10th Congress of the PPSH, Nasi Lera was elected to the Central Committee; delegate Kico nearly fainted. And although the other man had worked more, having even done his military training at the Tirana Directorate, Kico sent his comrade an anonymous letter, with whom he shared heroic comrades. But the Party had documents about the other man’s work and did not show them to Kico, who had already lost his way at work. After the film, in which the minister from the working class repaired the car himself, he gave Koco Koste a dressing-down over that novella published in “Nëntori”. The judiciary was Ramizist days, at a point in his career, he was called as company(?) for a recognition(?) of had been waiting for. But Ramiz, who had nudged chilled A communist newspaper hops around with broken kafta and kutoma dragged along, while another pseudo-communist newspaper, like a cannibal, desecrates the dead; together, the two launch frenzied attacks on democracy and democrats. With the arrest of Nano and his company, they sensed that the hand of justice was falling on them and, accustomed to the weapons of crime and immorality, they sink even deeper. But whatever political force or necessity drove them to go beyond the bounds of human reason by desecrating the dead, whatever fees or guarantees they may have received, one thing at least is certain: a heavy machine is bearing down on their fate and that of their wretched families. And do not forget: people’s curses take hold. There can be no journalism, nor can it be called journalism, when it is fed poison by the doxhezhinjtë, who, after learning how to infiltrate an opposition party, were certified for that fate in the new party, always in opposition; and under their rule, their “heroes” were Assembly, on the order and with the signature of Ramiz Alia, as collaborators of the State Security. In this case, “the president’s comrades” deserved only the nickname, but Ramiz knew then, and knows even now, who the black man is. Now the decorations have been turned into money, and money, especially foreign currency from the south, which makes the rag’s juvenile mannequins move, also drives them to scandals and macabre acts. There can be no journalist, nor can anyone be a journalist, if they are fed poison against the nation. And the newspaper “Koha jonë” has provided the first anti-national example. For there is not, and will not be, any newspaper anywhere in the world that publishes on its front page statements by foreign government officials who are pursuing their own country’s national interests.

In recent days, heavy rain fell over our country. In addition to meteorologists, several Albanian newspapers (or, more precisely, several newspapers published in Albania) and foreign stations also offered their comments on the weather. Rilindja Demokratike: Heavy rain fell across all of Albania over the past two days. Because of the major storm (in the districts the social-communists had set aside for rallies), the rallies announced by the socialists were not held. Zëri i Popullit: Agriculture Minister Kala - kula was seen these days wandering around Tirana with a modern umbrella, followed by his car, so the rain did not catch him unprepared. Our poor farmer was caught unprepared: his land was ruined because of the lack of drainage. The farmer is waiting for the mechanized equipment promised to him by the PD leadership. Give it to him, gentlemen in power, because with it he will secure the bread whose crime you have made so much of. “Koha Jonë”: People had been waiting for rain for days, but they were not expecting what happened in front of the Presidency. The rainfall there was heavier, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder. Berisha’s power is getting narrower and narrower. Now he is no longer even the lord, with Now he is no longer even the lord. Alternativë SD: It has become customary for even the most ordinary phenomena to be politicized. The rain of recent days did not escape this rule. Both the left and the right talk of storms and rainfall accompanied by hail. We social democrats believe that the flooding weather was enough for the situation we are facing. Aleanca: Albania had been waiting for days, exhausted, for the weather to cool. The rainfall was mentioned in every RTV news bulletin (controlled by the party in power), but they forgot to point out that the rain in Albania was the result of warm air currents coming from Greece. Rojter: Cold air currents that swept across Southeastern Europe did not spare Albania. Albania, the last country in Europe to break away from Stalinism, although washed by the Adriatic and Ionian seas, had been experiencing high temperatures for two months. This country is led by the democrats who came to power after the free elections of March 22, 1992. LUTFI DERVISHI

Whatever judgment is made of these last two or three years in Albania, it will be said without hesitation that they were shameful years for getting to know people. All the more so when it comes to individuals who write in the press, who, in the best cases, demonstrate and contribute to democracy and, in the worst, hasten the removal of their own tin coating. Kiço Blushi is a typical example of the latter; apparently, it took him just as long to remove the tin as it had taken to put it on. In Kiço Blushi’s writings, from those in the newspaper “Tirana” onward, a little psychological insight is enough to understand from his slips of the pen that these political adolescents were tormented(?) by a coldness(?) and complexes, and that he is troubled by being two-faced. His subconscious is under an ark in which are piled junk and ambitions entirely(?) of careerism and Machiavellianism, and a few scraps of paper(s), in which the communist-Enverist events are their real essence. Many times his articles have been taken for dignified and aggressive responses, but the former writer Kiço Blushi was seeking them from the orthodox communist front. He does the same in his latest article in the newspaper “Koha Jonë”, entitled “Huk kam njërën”. And, in a row, since the article’s regional(?) television side finds(?) one in which he was(?), and while quoting in tenjë(?) beneath it [?]. The author of your article declares public opinion ruined; at every step there is only hooliganism, party infernos are wreaking havoc in the novella published in “Nëntori”, which is also not a comfortable letter, with hopes and turns. In the difficult Ramizist days, the effort(?) of his career, he is called as the company(?) of a recognition(?) for tireless work, to the presidential council. At last, what he had been waiting for. But Ramiz, who had been nudging the fish(?) along, threw the presidential council into a sea(?) amid the developments that were taking place. Here Kiço’s loneliness emerged, and his star was left behind. Then the question arises: what connection does the people have with those who have been brought up for Kiço? None at all. None of those who write today on political and social topics can ever detach themselves from the words and connections that once brought them glory and career prospects, because dictatorship, in all its long duration, had its poison in the communists and others. This biographical account was not written out of pettiness of spirit or envy of the truth, which remains chilled And the reader wonders: Good grief, what is wrong with this man, that all he ever says is something dark? The author of the article, Kiço Blushi, asks the question: “Where are we going?” I answer him: Just not back to where we were. Even that much. Don’t you think that’s enough, Cassandra? In your article, public opinion is declared are wreaking havoc in the novella published in “Nëntori”. Who could possibly say anything different? Yes: “This country has no master.” You lump together those who have turned against you, those who served the idea that Ramiz Alia was the only Albanian politician and had to remain on the political scene. If that were your only idea, naturally you would remain modest; but you have the communist infection in your blood. In your article you call for a struggle against the democratic state, joining “Mister Crime” 93, Mr. Islam. And you do it out of despair, out of desperation. Even at a painful funeral one finds a kind word, but you, who mistake the sugar-coated image in a jeep for communist reality, cannot get a single word of sympathy onto the page. This shows that the wave of democracy is washing you ashore like empty bottles. And your emptiness is a thing that makes you gather north and south, Orthodox and Muslim. You are the only one in the newspaper world who makes the Greeks out of your entire family, where every player, a week before Mitsotakis, uses the formula “Greek Kosovo” for the minority in the south; your brother remained with the churches of Korçë to rebury Negovan and bless(?) the practical church(?) for politicians representing from zero to one year of age. So your positions are instructions from a cell with an old, theoretically Orthodox-communist foundation. Imagine Fishta now coming close to you and agreeing to serve the ideological and political grief you carry. The people do not have your crisis. In their own breadth they have freedom as an ally, not your lament. You mourn those who are going before justice; it is completely natural that you have nobody

The article in question is an appeal to world opinion, as well as to the leaders of the European Community and the United Nations, to put an end as soon as possible to the interethnic conflict in Bosnia and to prevent it from spreading to Kosovo and Macedonia and further into the Balkans. The article has had a powerful impact in political circles around the world. Xhorxh Soros, this great patron of world culture, shows that he has placed at the service of science, culture and the protection of human rights not only the resources of his billions, but also the great intellectual resources of his mind. The Editorial Board

“It was Enver Hoxha’s country” — a page from Albanian history — By the French author François Feito

“As soon as I began writing the true history of Albania over these past two years,” declared the madwoman in exile on Tuesday in front of the Prime Minister’s Office square. “The first chapter is the motion of the esteemed Arben Imami, Perikli Teta, Preç Zogaj, Arben Demeti, Edmond Trako, Ridvan Peshkëpia. Long live motionism! Long live Arben Imami! Every year these esteemed gentlemen will create a new party and write a new motion. Every motion makes up a chapter of Albania’s history. The book will also be published in Greece and Serbia. The former ‘Stalin’ boulevard will be renamed ‘Mocion Imami’. The chemical waste plant in Fier will be named ‘Ridvan Mocion Peshkëpia’. Skënderbej Square will be renamed ‘Gaqo Apostoli’ every April 11. Zylyftar Ramizi will be appointed US ambassador to Serbia. Auction! Auction! They say Paskal Milo will make the Party(?) of Human Rights pay 30 million drachmas. He will give part of the money in kind, from the lands of the Cham people expelled from Greece.” On Wednesday evening, the madwoman delivered this speech on the steps of Hotel DAJTI: “The son of Ramiz Alia and I testify before history that we have no connection whatsoever with the aid. Fatos Nano’s secretary did not accept the assistant; they say she secretly embroiders vje for the comrades. Rrëmë(?) at night no longer watch fairy-tale programs because they fall asleep listening to the BBC news. Colin Powell has asked to be deciphered by Perikli Teta. Blerim Çela has wounded the wife of a Party committee instructor in Lezhë. For the sake of the nation, Hydajet Boçiri has asked for the prison to be made in the women’s concentration camps in Bosnia. Kastriot Islami is having all the medical tests done; Preç Zogaj, in honor of Fatos Nano, has asked for all the motionists to have their heads shaved. The acting chairman of the ‘Socialist Party’ this week is Musa Ulqini.” The chronicler