We've been kissing for two or three days.
We attack Robert Ndrenika because he went to Erion Veliaj's courtroom, kissed him on the forehead, under the benevolent gaze of the policeman, preceded several other "brothers", and even gave a theatrical tirade about what he had left to do in prison, he would take it upon himself, like Ago Ymeri from the old fairy tale, he would do it for him!
For me, the real event wasn't Robert's kiss at all, but the behavior of the kind and brave policeman! But be patient, I'll tell you why!
That's how much the kettle had to boil! And I support the fire that makes the kettle boil, starting with social networks. If I were to be put on today's balance between professional media or social networks, as a technician I would choose the former, but as a citizen the latter. Thank you technology!
What didn't they tell the actor who has given so much to Albanian theater and cinematography! They didn't leave a biography unwritten. They even listed the roles he played in the socialist realist drama of the prefect, the sub-prefect, and others!
I said that high school textbooks are made up! Let alone that there are no aesthetic textbooks at all, it's as if we are educating non-Albanian barbarians of the 21st century!!!
The actor is not judged for the profile of the character he creates, my dear! He executes the script, as conceived by the director, the author, if desired, the artistic council, or even the party organization in some regimes! The actor on stage does not play himself, nor even the character he wants!
If that's the case, let's also attack Charlie Chaplin because he portrayed Hitler as very funny, playing and making games with the Globe as a ball, as if he were Messi!
There are stages in the history of theater when European audiences in the 19th century often mistook theater drama for real events. Actors playing negative roles were escorted out the back door of the building for fear of being beaten by the crowd waiting outside.
It was famous when mass cinema came to Albania. There were spectators who shouted at the shadows on the screen: O scoundrel! O traitor! Or they encouraged them: Kisseeee! Or they shouted: Killeeee!
The lack of distinction between theatrical play and reality is a psychological slippage at the beginning of theater. Art is a play between truth that appears to be false and falsehood that appears to be true!
So instead of judging Robert, they judge the characters he played, his shadows on stage, as Frederick Nietzsche would say. As for Robert, he should not under any circumstances have a different opinion from the militants, from the crowd, or from me. Because I have been and am against the demolition of the over-consumed building of the National Theater, but Robert was not of my mind. How can I say it? Whoever does not think like me, let's mark them in the house book!
But if only public opinion didn't act like this! Otherwise we would be a disgusting crowd!
Siiiii? Puthi Erion Veliajn? Në sallën e gjyqit? Ja pra ku justifikoi korrupsionin e Erionit!
Po prisni more pak! E para Erioni ende nuk është shpallur fajtor. Në del i pafajshëm, shumë mirë! Në i provojnë korrupsionin, të vuajë dënimin dhe shpaguajë dëmin shoqërisë! Unë nuk jam aspak fans i administrimit dhe i politikave që janë ndjekur për urbanizimin e Tiranës. I quaj të dështuara! Por, për këtë nuk e ka fajin vetëm ai! Madje ai ka ardhur shumë vonë në këtë histori! Sikurse jam kundër reformës së dikurshme territoriale që tani duan ta ribëjnë! E ribëjnë sepse ajo që u bë doli shterpë! Po unë që qysh në fillim thashë se ajo është e dështuar, s'më dëgjoi njeri!
Por, Robert Ndrenika kur e pyetën gazetarët se çfarë mendonte për akuzat kundër Velisë, ishte krejt i kthjellët: Kam ardhur të mbështes mikun tim në një ditë fatkeqe, pak a shumë tha, nuk merrem me akuzat, nuk është puna ime!
Po ku është thënë që kur një mik, qoftë edhe sikur të ketë bërë faje, apo gabime, lëre kur ende asgjë e tillë nuk i është komunikuar, bie në burg, në paraburg, e mbyllin në kështjellë, a në kamp përqendrimi, në spital psikiatrik, a në shkollën e vagabondëve, qenka e ndaluar, amorale, e poshtër, të shkosh ta takosh! Mos duhet të bëjmë si në kohët e parme kur të duheshe të merrje distancim nga gjyshi, apo dajat, apo xhaxhai, i dënuar, se ndryshe ikje si kovë pusi?
Unë për vete miqtë e mi që u ka ndodhur t'i izolojnë në shtëpi, apo në burg, pa u ngatërruar me punët dhe llogaritë e tyre me shtetin, i kam përshëndetur, uruar për datëlindje a gëzime të tjera, kam marrë përshëndetje prej tyre dhe u kam çuar të fala sa herë kam mundur! C'a të keqe ka!
Mirë, mirë, më thotë moralisti, por kur i tha Ndrenika që bëj burg për ty!
Po pse vërtet mund ta bënte? Apo mendoni se Roberti s'është krejtësisht i kthjellët? E keni gabim! Ai është aktor në stofin e tij psiqik të brendshëm. Teatrin e ka të shkruar nën lëkurë! Ajo është batutë teatrale, metaforë, sado miqësi mban brenda! Edhe ai, sikurse Erioni, e di mirë se burgun e Veliajt apo pafajësinë e tij do ta marrë vetë ky i fundit përsipër, askush tjetër!
Pse kur i themi dikujt : Ta hangasha syrin! - Vërtet duam t'ja hamë? Po kur i themi : Vdeksha për ty!, seriozisht e kemi apo bëjmë teatër? Vërtet të gjithë vemë në skenë për ditë lojën tonë teatrale (Goffman), por aktorë si Ndrenika nuk jemi të gjithë! Madje nuk i vijmë atij në këtë pikë as te kërciri!
Për mua domethënëse ishte sjellja e policit zëmërmirë. Ai i priti të gjithë përzëmërsisht, ata që vinin të takonin të akuzuarin, e puthnin, si Roberti. Polici babaxhan madje u kujdes që t'u gjente vend të uleshin, t'i sistemonte dhe rehatonte nëpër karrige!!!
Ajo figurë më tronditi sepse ishte simbol i diçkaje që askush nuk e artikulon, as analistët, as ish shokët dhe miqtë partiakë të Erionit, as ish bashkëpuntorët e tij të afërt, shokë në bashki, madje as vetë Erioni!
That police courtesy, I believe in circumventing and bypassing the law, seemed to say: This guy has really been punished! His party and municipality, his advisors have thrown him away! What does the declaration of a vacant position in violation of the law and the constitution, where in addition to the prime minister, the president was also included, prove? A decision annulled by the Constitutional Court. But, it is ours too! Here the police behave friendly, they do not have the coldness and cynical distancing of the law!
You are ours, but in the defendant's cell!
You are accused, we have thrown you out, but you are ours!
Because I remembered the old days when senior cadres of the dictatorship knew in prison that they were convicted, but they also remained members of the party!
They were pushing the time between despair and hope! Ours, but in prison, in prison, but ours!
Legally, the issue is clear! Robert's kiss doesn't solve it at all. Justice will speak. That justice that it is. Here, but also elsewhere, I believe!
Without getting involved in state affairs, knowing that he could not benefit anything else from his friend, Robert again found himself next to him! Say what you will! Today it is rare that when a foot slips, gratitude or friendship is preserved! There are no baskets of figs, there are no friends! Robert went against this!
Why did he go against the grain? It is difficult for everyone to understand that the intellectual who has a life that he lives as such, the artist in this case, is free, completely free! He does not ask at all what the majority says. He is not subject to voting at all. Even less about his behavior. He is even tempted by going against the grain, he gets an adrenaline rush! It was not in vain that those who have defined the intellectual, perhaps for hundreds of years, perhaps thousands, as someone who opposes what is common, average, ordinary, that seems natural, why not even moral. Even more so an actor who professionally plays with his spectators, are not the spectators who play with him.
Politically, the situation is unclear because it is paradoxical: Erion Veliaj is between being ours (theirs) and accused!
This throws the policeman's behavior into disarray! He vacillates between the cold-blooded law-abiding and the kind and generous host of the accused's friends!