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By KOLË JAKOVA Albanian intellectuals are keeping silent, and this constitutes the saddest tragedy of our time. Without wishing to speak specifically about the fatal outcome and the precipice toward which today’s pseudo-politicians are steering Albania, I, an old intellectual of this nation, want to remind my students and colleagues that, in the name of the intellectuals who left and those who would come after us, we sang a patriotic song in which it said, “Albania, beloved homeland, when we leave you, you are poor.” Thus, in the name of the generations, we promised our dear mother, Albania, that we would fight by every means so as not to leave her poor and destitute. But, unfortunately, now, in the twilight of old age, I observe with pain and sorrow that we have not properly kept the promise we made. Thus Albania, at this century’s end, continues to live through its darkest hours, reminding us that we were not capable of keeping and fulfilling the trust of our great Renaissance figures. Perhaps this would be a small and repairable evil if today’s intellectuals did not sit idle and remain silent. These intellectuals and patriots must understand today the guarantee of something important and sublime: that the nation and Albania can no longer wait to be saved by pseudo-politicians, but by the sons and daughters of the people, who have always shown that they will not accept servility and submission. Now is the right time for them not only to speak but also to act. Their contribution today will be measured by the results of Albania’s revival in the days to come. No one is permitted to be mute or servile, because tomorrow everyone will answer to their conscience and before the judgment of history. Although our generation worked and struggled with dedication, it still bears a pang of conscience because it could not guarantee a stable future for our children and grandchildren. But what we have been unable to do until now must be put right immediately, through our joint contribution, because Albania is waiting for us to keep our promise.

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