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Coffin on the boulevard, Rama: History is repeating itself, your protest has been taken hostage!

2026-07-05 15:19:31Politikë SHKRUAR NGA REDAKSIA VOX

Coffin on the boulevard, Rama: History is repeating itself, your protest has

A day after the protest in front of the Prime Minister's Office, where protesters brought a coffin with the inscription "Rama's political archive", Prime Minister Edi Rama has chosen to respond with a video comparing this scene to the events of September 14, 1998.

In the video published on social networks, images of the coffin placed on the boulevard on Saturday alternate with views from September 14, 1998, when the funeral ceremony of murdered MP Azem Hajdari was followed by an attack on state institutions, including the Prime Minister's Office.

In his post, Rama tells the protesters that their protest has been hijacked, compares the protest's coffin to September 14, 1998, and warns that forces are operating behind it that seek to turn Albania back.

Rama's full post

"Dear flamingos

This sad video postcard is made for those of you who twenty years ago were children or still embryos in your mother's womb;

for those who, even though they were old enough then, have left the Albania and Tirana of that time so far behind that today they seem either as if they never existed, or as if the memory of yesterday is a burden that prevents them from seeking more from today;

and for those who left Albania and Tirana, but who recently returned for a road trip and two jobs, on the one hand a vacation in the new Albania of a reality transformed by reforms, work, effort and colossal patience, on the other hand a protest for a "new Albania"; an Albania of magic keys, in whose name it is demanded that the electoral contract with the people be violated with convoys of cars dressed in red and black.

It is preached that democratic institutions should be targeted and liberated by force like enemy strongholds.

Violence against elected officials who should be prevented from entering and leaving the Albanian Parliament is unjustified.

And it is determined by a self-proclaimed "people" in the streets, who is a patriot and who is a traitor, who goes to prison, who is lynched and who is praised.

It is not my intention to make you feel that you were wrong, as your protest degenerated into a magnified copy of the ugly protests of the political swamp. Because no, you were not wrong at all when you felt trapped in a trap of problems greater than your power to solve and where you found each other with your sorrows and your hopes.

No, you are not wrong even today if you feel good about being identified as a large community of people from all walks of life, with birds, with nature, with the earth, with the homeland, with Albania.

No, you are not wrong to seek to rise above the ordinary everyday life and demand much more from this country than has been achieved to date.

This is not only right. This is necessary.

And as strange as it may sound to you, I am grateful for the light of hope and alarm that you ignited with the energy of your peaceful protest, but that is a longer conversation for another day.

It is your right to demand from life in this country, much more than has been achieved in the span of time between the archmort that 20 years ago contained a dead person and the archmort that last night, on the same boulevard, contained the abyss between you and those who put the light of your protest in an archmort.

20 years ago, the archmort was used to climb the stairs of the prime minister's castle and the dead man became cannon fodder, falling on its gate as once in the Middle Ages, to overthrow the government. While last night, the archmort reappeared as the completely expected result for me of an orchestrated effort to break the stairs of this country's ascent, turning upside down Albania, which had finally risen to its feet after a long period of kneeling, politically, economically, internationally.

Yes, it was completely expected for me. Because Albania is neither the first nor the last, where trained hands of enemies and ill-wishers towards democratic societies (with destinies linked to the European Union or the United States) enter, take control and do their best to divert to the detriment of these societies, protests that arise as expressions of sincere feelings from the belly of society, not from international conspiracies.

Of course, those hands take control of a protest thanks to the zeal of the Sallahans that exist in every country, and who are well-known here by everyone, the scoundrels with their friends, who remembered that the boulevard had become a yogurt shop and immediately surrounded your protest, like hyenas in a cage. After the initial confusion, the tired wolves of the Street of Hope also entered the game, who, in order to disguise themselves as patriots, gave a boost to the trade of keleshes in the middle of the heat. And when you started to wander from the boulevard, creating gaps for the "200 thousand" photographs of the international media, the jackals of the "diaspora" from Pristina and Tetovo were also mobilized, who saw in the boulevard the long-awaited hearth for their fuel of hatred against official Tirana, where they have not found and will not find any space to develop their national-folkloric delirium. Because Tirana is the capital of Balkan Europe, not the capital of national-communist, national-Islamist, or national-isolationist illusions.

Of course, those hands and those forces that are mixed in the Arkmort's soup, do not control each other or, more precisely, have extreme incompatibility between each other. But no incompatibility matters today for them, because today they are united, some consciously and many others blindly, by the dark goal of stopping Albania and turning it back, right in the last kilometers of the centuries-old path towards the sun that rises where it sets. But this is not a conversation for today either, especially since you have no connection with them.

Today there is one main thing to say. That protest is no longer yours, dear flamingo! You have become, without your authorization and against your will, the alibi of an archmort returned to the boulevard as an example of the curse that has followed Albania since 1912; always using the homeland, the flag and sovereignty as raw materials to feed hatred among Albanians and as nails of punishment that, more than once, have locked this country in the abyss within that archmort.

But this sad video card is in no way a call for you to give up the feelings and thoughts that brought you together. No, this is just a friendly invitation for you not to give up on memory in any way. Because history is not a burden that we escape from by throwing it out of our sight, but it is the compass that does not allow us to lose our way.

Whoever forgets where he comes from, no longer knows where he is going.

"Love"


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