THE “CAPO” CLIQUE OF THE DEMOCRATIC PARTY
— THE NEW COMMUNISTS CANNOT JUST MAKE A PARTY, THEY ALSO MAKE POWER!
In January 1991, in the newspaper with the least certainty, without going on too long, but just enough to present a band of unknown individuals called the Democratic Party, I drafted the first public article, in which it was said that the Albanian right had been born with the stigma of old slogans under the people’s new postulate. But, as it seems, the game helped them enough. So determined and brave! Albanians then decided to do it. They called that changing the government. But, in the taste of the future, this country had only a five-hundred-year drama of the nation, and the real Albanians deserve credit, those who, without becoming democrats, for a single, natural chance, did this themselves. Today, after a year and a half of hope, the day has come for everyone to think about where we are and who is leading us! Alired Serqeti[?], a deputy of the Democratic Party, quite nervous about the time commitment of all governments, without bringing anything to the table, they went to make themselves kings of the people, but were exposed as ordinary bureaucrats. They called Aleksandër Meksi[?] Minister of the Interior. Without waiting for matters to become clear, other changes followed. One after another, the new “clans” arose from power, the so-called new PPSH, who, appointed as its leaders and soldiers, brought into the front ranks most of the middle and upper nomenklatura. Ali Merdi Serqeti[?], a deputy of the Democratic Party, with ever greater irritation, felt like spitting at the television cameras when he saw the same old faces, now in new suits, speaking about democracy. But what happened? A coup or an agreement? Whose fault was it? No measuring tool is needed for this. What is happening is nothing more than the second performance of the old Albanian drama. There is no need for much thought. It is enough to see who has been appointed to key posts in the administration, the police, the prefectures, and diplomacy. Everywhere, names from the same political school, the same instructors, the same committee secretaries. Could these perhaps be the martyrs of freedom? Or were they the ones who until yesterday were suppressing free speech? Our people have suffered too much to so easily accept the great game of masks. But perhaps collective exhaustion, general poverty, and the lack of a real opposition made the rise of this new caste easier. If anyone thinks this is the price of transition, let them say so openly. We are not dealing with transition, but with the recycling of power. Today, the “Kapo” clan does not rule only in the party; it rules in the government, in the administration, in the police, in customs, on television, everywhere privileges and benefits are divided. For this reason, every honest democrat should raise his voice. Because silence is complicity. And complicity is the lowest form of political betrayal. If one day this people demands accountability, the reckoning will begin precisely with those who called themselves hope and ended up defending only themselves.