What Now, My Heart?
Source: Politika
By David Binder
February 24, 2008
A question to ponder: If you now can transplant a human heart, implying
amputation of the original heart, can you transplant the heart of a nation?
The question, outside the category of geography, is posed by what is
happening these days with Kosovo-Metohija, the heart - heartland - of the
Serbian nation.
My answer is: No.
Despite assertions of a few Albanian historians with academic pretensions
echoed by some non-Albanian pseudo-scholars, the Serbian heartland remains
forever Kosovo.
Deranged efforts by pathological xenophobes to obliterate any signs
of a Serbian presence - burning, bombing and looting monasteries,
churches, houses; desecrating cemeteries, the saints in frescoes and icons
- make the virtual absence of any Albanian cultural monuments in the province
all the more stark. The contrast in terms of history could scarcely be
greater.
Kosovo rests enshrined in Serbia's prayers, poetry, legend, architecture,
painting, music - in graveyards and in the very soil. Just as it is impossible
to think of the Serbian past without Kosovo, so it will be impossible to
think about the Serbian future without Kosovo.
Those who may have thought the younger generation of Serbs was disenchanted
with the subject and preferred to focus instead on "Europe" or some other
popular contemporary theme, need only note the February 18 demonstration
of thousands of Belgrade students carrying banners proclaiming "Kosovo
is the heart of Serbia!"
(I have heard that Sumadija sometimes referred to as "the heartland
of Serbia," but the late Sasa Nenadovic (1927-2006) from the town of Trbusani,
disputed this with a grin, saying, that Sumadjia was "the stomach of Serbia,
where we are getting sick all the time.")
Apropos "nation," some journalists and some politicians confused this
term with "state" hailing the Pristina declaration of independence as the
birth of the world's "193rd nation" - as counted in terms of members of
the United Nations. This might work if there were two kinds of Albanians.
Then each could be represented by one of the black eagles on their flag.
In my dictionary states can be sovereign. Nations cannot.
The stuttering, messy, and contradictory responses to Pristina's independence
declaration - splitting the European Union and even the United Nations
Security Council - show that the road ahead is rocky, and may be mined
with explosive devices.
Then there are the costs. Before 1999 Kosovo swallowed the largest of
all subsidies from Federal funds for decades without much visible effect.
Since then the province has taken in 1.8 billion Euros from the EU alone
(not to mention US or UN aid) with little to show for it except massive
unemployment, little economic activity and considerable debt. Now it is
promised a half billion Euros for the next three years.
The world might also keep in mind that Kosovo is not the last of Albanian
demands. "Greater Albania," with chunks of `western Macedonia, southern
Montenegro and northern Greece remains inscribed on the irredentists' banner.
As Sasa Nenadovic warned twenty years ago: "To give them a republic might
quiet some of them. But it would encourage others. It would be giving a
finger to people who want your whole arm."
In 1999 he remarked: "Almost all of our history from the Battle of Kosovo
Field onward we were fighting this or that enemy. That was the main preoccupation
of us Serbs. True we lost some wars but we always thought of ourselves
as winners." Then he added in a sardonic tone: "It can't be different now,
can it?"
Obviously it can. But on another occasion, again with a touch of sarcasm,
Nenadovic said of Serbs: "There is always a way out. That is the
essence of our irresistible progress as well our permanent predicament
- since we always manage to prolong, to postpone, to survive, we are also
inclined to endure, if not to accept, almost anything. Where there
is a will, there is hope, too."
Today Serbs could find solace in the fact their ancestors guarded the
precious symbols of Kosovo for more than 500 years from the days
of the bloody victory of the Ottomans, through their people's migrations
in the 17th-18th centuries, to the ethnic purges of both world wars. Far
be it from me to suppose that it might take another 500 years for Serbs
to recover Kosovo physically. Rather, the history of the Serbs is a reminder
that some historical events are clad in the cloak of immortality. |