Being Albanian is a full-time profession.
Every morning I start by cursing about the traffic, then I get in the car to drive 100 meters to the neighborhood cafe.
You complain about prices, but only on Instagram.
They curse the government from “morning to evening”, but always end with the prayer: “May the government put its hand on its heart”.
At weddings you fight, at death you reconcile. You show your bravery in song and in the stadium!
He hates crime, but worships “tough guys.” He slanders Serbia, but sings Slavic songs.
You are convinced that Adam and Eve were Albanians, and that every other people is more backward than us!
You are convinced that Turkey is to blame for its backwardness, even though you praise Erdogan and go to Istanbul hospitals for “treatment.”
Italy and Greece, of course, are bursting with jealousy over our “wonderful” tourism and are doing everything they can to sabotage it.
Our beaches are the most beautiful in the world, even though you’ve never seen most of them in photos or dreams!
You are confident in your own strength, but in the end you say: “I have abandoned you, God.”
He blames foreigners for everything, but then asks the existential question: “why don’t the internationals intervene?”
You complain about the government, but the opposition is to blame.
You prefer not to work, because “the salary is low”. You wait for the leader with songs at the entrance to the tunnel and curse him as he comes out of the tunnel! You send your children to private schools and in the afternoons you take teachers from the state school for private courses. You rejoice like a child when someone goes to SPAK, even though your case has been forgotten in court for 20 years. You talk happily about integration into Europe, but you love America.
You boast about religious tolerance, but intolerance is your main religion.
They make the eagle with their hands at every event, but at the speed of light they flee even at night towards “other lands”.
I don’t drink coffee to wake up, but to forget. I drink Italian espresso in a Turkish cup, listening to Greek music and watching the news from Ukraine.
You’re always busy with work, but always ready for a coffee that lasts until dinner.
He speaks about politics as an analyst, about football as a national team coach, and about global issues as an expert in International Law.
He talks about agriculture & livestock at an academic level, even though his only contact with the village is Instagram. He communicates with the whole world thanks to the internet, but for important matters he still trusts the “dinner expert”.
You write comments before reading the post for fear of changing your mind and not cursing the author! You have more faith in a cup of coffee and luck than in any state institution.
You are equipped with a car and a phone from 2025, but you are paralyzed with fear when a black cat crosses your path. Your first prayer is not for health, but for the lottery.
Instead of facing the problem, you say: “that’s how it was written.”
You complain about corruption, but you want to solve the problem with a “small coffee”.
You want everything “very good”, but you want to buy it as cheaply as possible!
You are convinced that no one loves Albania more than you, while you yourself plan to leave “for a while”, until “it gets better here”.
You yourself want to leave, but you want others to come back!
RRKOKSH (Rrjeti për Raportimin e Krimit të Organizuar dhe Korrupsionit në Shqipëri), organizata juaj kryesore mediatike investigative e angazhuar për të hedhur dritë mbi krimin e organizuar dhe korrupsionin në të gjithë Shqipërinë. Nëpërmjet platformës sonë online në shteg.org, ne ofrojmë një gazetari të plotë dhe me ndikim që synon jo vetëm të informojë, por edhe të nxisë ndryshimet shoqërore.