One of the reasons that I have yet to leave this country is the vast amount of delicious foods! I wanted to share some of my past food experiences with you. Hope you enjoy!
One of the reasons that I have yet to leave this country is the vast amount of delicious foods! I wanted to share some of my past food experiences with you. Hope you enjoy!
It isn’t everyday you can move to a country and be surrounded by former billionaires. Serbia is one country that can boast that fact. Almost everyone that lived in Serbia during the 1990’s can brag about not just being a billionaire, but a MUTLI-BILLIONAIRE!
The U.S.A and other world powers love to put sanctions on “unfriendly” countries. It is usually the first step in punishing a nation for not abiding by their rules. This is a disgusting act that leads to mass starvation, shortage of life saving equipment, supplies, fuel, and it seems to punish ONLY the regular civilians. It also leads regular hard-working people into committing criminal acts just to feed their families!
During the 1990’s, Serbia was the heart of Yugoslavia. Yugoslavia was made up of Serbia, Montenegro, Slovenia, Macedonia, Croatia and Bosnia. Slovenia was the first one to declare its independence. The world was reacting to the fall of the “Iron Curtain” and the break up of the U.S.S.R. There were some very brutal wars fought in this part of the planet to preserve the Yugoslavian lands.
N.A.T.O decided it would be best to slap on sanctions. For those of you not familiar with the term “sanctions” , as a noun, it means a threatened penalty for disobeying a law or rule. It keeps other nations from trading with them and keeps them from providing any financial assistance to them and keeping the “sanctioned” country from gaining access to its international funds. The majority of countries are drastically harmed by this act, Serbia included. Many of the families I have had the pleasure of talking with survived by smuggling gas, cigarettes, clothing, food, etc from their neighboring countries. This also lead to something called hyperinflation. Hyperinflation is extremely rapid or out of control inflation. There is no precise numerical definition to hyperinflation. Hyperinflation is a situation where the price increases are so out of control that the concept of inflation is meaningless.
Many of the Serbian families worked very hard during this time in their history. Once they received their monthly pay they would rush to the store to use their paycheck before prices would skyrocket. I was told that many families would work all month and only be able to buy a few loaves of bread! 😮 Can you imagine??? If you ask many of them how in the world they were able to raise their kids, they will just shrug their shoulders. Many of them would share and trade what little they had and help their neighbor. Maybe you were good at fixing cars and your neighbor had a lot of tomatoes. You would fix their car for a bag of tomatoes. I think this is what has made Serbians the tough, unflappable people they are today.
The highest record of inflation was in Hungary held the record for the most extreme monthly inflation rate ever — 41,900,000,000,000,000% (4.19 × 1016% or 41.9 quadrillion percent) for July 1946 amounting to prices doubling every 15.3 hours.Yugoslavia ranks 2nd on the all time list with prices doubling every 1.4 days See the chart below.
This lead to bills in the billion dinar range! 😮 It looks and sounds good to have a billion dollar note, but when it won’t buy a loaf of bread it looses all of its glory!
It sounds like I am surrounded by a country full of Warren Buffets, but life was hard. I can sit here and imagine the stress that was put on all of these Serbian families during this time. They survived and continue to survive to this day!
Long live Serbia….
Please join our new Serbia page… SAY SERBIA! http://www.sayserbia.com/ and if you are capable of donating a few dollars, dinars, euro, pesos or whatever to my documentary “Yankee Doodle Went to Serbia” please do!!!! Every little bit helps! Here is my donations page https://www.wepay.com/donations/serbia-through-american-eyes
The first episode of Yankee Doodle went to Serbia “RUMA”is going to be out in a week or two! Here is an update from Srem Tv……http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vksV7jyP9VY I need your help!!! I have lived on my savings for 3 years now. This first episode wasn’t cheap!!!! We had a very professional crew with us. One professional cameraman, sound guy, two lighting guys, one producer and one assistant producer. We had top of the line equipment and stayed 5 days in Ruma! We wanted to go all out on our first episode. If we can’t find more funding to make it this way, I will just strap a camera on my head and head out on my own. 🙂 😀 😦 I never ask Serbians in Serbia for a dinar, but anyone else that has a Visa, Mastercard, American Express credit or debit can donate. I have only had 15 people donate to this. 😥 If you can’t donate, please share to your friends that can! HELP ME SHOW THE WORLD WHY I FELL IN LOVE WITH SERBIA! Hvala puno!!!!
You know how trips go…. You get all excited a few days before the departure! I always try to pack and get my things in order a day before my trip, but I always end up forgetting something. This trip should have been perfect! I had an additional five days to prepare because a large snow storm hit Chicago the night before my flight was scheduled to leave. 😦 Chicago O’Hare had 330 cancelled flights and I wanted to avoid the mess so I totally changed courses. My original plan had me flying into Frankfurt, Germany and then taking a bus down to Banja Luka, Republika Srpska to see a lot of my Facebook buddies! They weren’t going to be happy , but I rescheduled my flight from Chicago to Istanbul to Belgrade!
My parents were kind enough to drop me off at the Mattoon train station before heading to church. My train departed at 9:30AM and arrived in Chicago at 1:00PM. You can’t beat Amtrak train service in the Midwest! My ride only cost me $18.00 which is a lot cheaper than driving with gas being around $4 a gallon.
Union Station disaster….
We arrive on schedule at Chicago Union Station. It is located in the heart of Chicago, Illinois. The station was unusually crowded for a Sunday afternoon. I had to find something to do for 3 hours while I waited on my Serbian pal, Milos, to get done with soccer practice. We were going to discuss a business ideas before I left.
I looked around for a place to stash my two suitcases. One thing I hate about traveling is lugging around tons of suitcases. I brought one large suitcase on wheels, one smaller sport bag, and my laptop bag. They had an advertisement for luggage lockers and I went to investigate. The price was $5 an hour for a large locker. There was a large crowd in the surrounding area and an elderly man at the machine. They always make things confusing. It was a digital screen that the old man was really struggling with. I watch him for a few moments and decide to offer my assistance. He said that he had bad eyesight and couldn’t get the touch screen to work. It was a pain in the rear to get the numbers entered correctly. You had to roll your fingers over this section before the locker would open. I guess this is for security reasons. What is to keep a terrorist or a nut case from leaving a bomb in there? I finally get to my locker and throw the big bag and smaller bag in it. I shut the door and head for the exit.
The station is one block from Sears Tower …. or Willis Tower as it is officially named….The Chicago River runs right past the station and it adds to the beauty of the city. I have lived in a few large cities, but Chicago has to be one of the best looking. I walk about six blocks down the street when I reach for my laptop bag. IT IS GONE!!! OMG!!! I shoved my passport, tickets, and other important info in one of the compartments on that bag!!!! I just about crumple to the ground in tears!!! WHAT WAS I GOING TO DO??? I can’t leave the US without a passport, I couldn’t even get a bus ticket without a photo I.D! I take off running for the train station. I remember I had laid the bag on the chair next to the locker. There is NO WAY that is still there!! Chicago had over 500 murders last year and has had a few bad years of high crime! That meant that my laptop was HISTORY along with my trip to Serbia! I bust into the station and dash down the stairs. There is a train police desk at the entrance of the ticket area, but I dart for the locker. What do you think I see sitting on that chair next to the locker?? MY LAPTOP!!!!!!!!!!! WOW!!!! This lobby is packed with people , but my lapt5op was safe and sound. I open it up and all of my things are right where I left them! WHEW!!!!!!! That is the closest I have ever been to having a heart attack! I realize how close I was to walking back to Greenup, IL! I tell myself that it is time to go to O’Hare. I can’t risk something else happening. I pull out my luggage and walk slowly down to the subway that will take me to O’Hare. Milos won’t be happy that I left, but I have to get my butt to Serbia before I lose something else.
Chicago O’Hare ..
Chicago O’Hare International Airport or ORD in airport abbreviations is a very easy airport to navigate. It is very big and does take you some time to get to the international terminal, but the layout is better than most similar sized airports I have been to. I get to the international terminal 6 hours before my flight leaves! -_- I find Turkish Airlines ticket counter and meet a beautiful young lady at the computer. She takes my passport and print out and asks me my seating preference. I tell her that I would like a window seat if possible. She told me about a seat that had both seats vacant. That sounded perfect!!! I would be sitting alone on this 11 hour flight to Istanbul, Turkey!! 🙂 You can’t beat that!! Nothing is worse than being crammed in a tiny seat with some loud, stinky, snoring human leaning over on you the whole time.
The TSA Security area
Everyone is always complaining about the TSA . They are the ones that are responsible for keeping the flights safe. You first go through a line that has one officer there. He takes your passport and scans it through a computer to see if you are on the NO FLY LIST. I am free and clear so I head to the next station. This is the baggage screening and body scan section. You must take off your shoes, belts, and all metal objects you have on you. You also have to remove your laptop and put it in a separate container. They go through the machine very slowly and when your stuff gets on the conveyor they ask you to walk through this metal detector and finally into this circular room. You must stand in one spot and hold your hands in the air while this large object goes around your entire body. That will see what you have under your clothes so I am pretty sure some pervert has a dream job! 🙂 You step out of this machine and a have to stand in front of a TSA official. They stare at you in this mean face to face stand off. He finally steps out of the way and allows me to get my things. If you make any strange manners, sweat, etc, they pull you to the side and frisk you. I put all my goodies back on and take my things to the gate that I will be flying out of in 5 more hours!
Turkish Airline waiting area
I have a lot of time to kill. I throw down my stuff and find a good seat in this empty waiting room. The one thing that really sucks about Chicago O’Hare is the lack of free internet. You have to pay $7 for unlimited 24 hour usage! WHAT A JOKE!!! Dulles International has free internet along with many others. I breakdown and pay it because I know that boredom will soon set in.
I am sitting there for a few moments when this guy comes up and asks if he can use the plug for electricity. He has a long pony tail and has a strange accent. I unplug my computer and start talking with him. He is an Iranian guy from Tehran. He has been living in the USA for a number of years. He married an American lady from South Carolina. Him and his other friend are heading back to Iran for the first time in a number of years. They start telling me about the differences between living in Iran and living in South Carolina. They really cracked me up when they started talking about the inconveniences of being named Mohamed and passing through the TSA security. They are supposed to have random screens, but he said if your name is Mohamed you always seem to always be selected for that random screen. I would blow up if this happened to me. We talk for a few hours about every imaginable topic.
The flight to Istanbul..
The airline staff starts the boarding announcement a little bit before 9PM. I am in the first section that is called to board. I take my seat in the aisle seat and pray that the window seat will remain unoccupied! They finally finish boarding and I have both seats to myself!!!! That is the best feeling ever! I switch over to the window seat and buckle up for take off. A few rows up from me I notice 6 really large guys with pony tails, tattoos, and overly tanned skin. They are Chippendale dancers from Las Vegas that are heading to Croatia for a show.
This flight is scheduled to take 11 hours. One nice thing about Turkish Air is that they give you a menu that shows you the different selections of food that you can choose. All of the meals on this flight are kosher meals due to the large amount of Muslims that fly on this airline. They pass out a little travel bag to each passenger that contains a headset for movies, lip gloss, tooth brush and some tooth paste. I was a nice surprise seeing how many airlines are charging for everything.
I start checking out the people in the surrounding seats. There is an African woman in front of me that is constantly being harassed by this Chinese businessman that is sitting in the row across from me. He is tapping her on the shoulder every few minutes to try to say something to her. I notice that he is wearing a very expensive Rolex watch. Every time the flight attendants go by he is ordering a beer or liquor beverage to drink. This causes him to be more obnoxious in his behavior. He is wanting her to come and sit in the empty seat beside him and she is just shaking her head. I feel like stepping in and saying something, but don’t feel like getting involved. He finally passes out a few hours into the flight.
Turkish Air has a built in tv and entertainment system built into the back of each seat. They are a must have for long flights. This one had a large number of newer movies, classic films, tv series, music stations, and video games to choose from. I end up watching 4 movies over the span of the 11 hour flight. It was nice to stretch my legs out over both seats and get a little bit of sleep on a flight. One of my previous flights to Australia had me crammed in between two people and that is not fun.
Istanbul International Airport…
The landing into Istanbul went very smooth. I notice a huge amount of mosques that litter the landscape of Istanbul! I wish I had been able to spend a day or two in that city! The airport in Istanbul was one of the worst experiences that I have had. I didn’t have to go through customs because I had a connecting flight. I am standing next to one of the Chippendale dancers and I start a casual conversation with him. He is telling me that they are in two groups. One of the groups is from Las Vegas and the other is a group of international dancers that travel the world preforming in many countries. We get through the security checkpoint and then it is off to find my terminal for Belgrade. The main lobby of this airport is filled with people and have very few signs or people to ask questions to. I see a sign that has the international terminals, but none of them have my Belgrade flight that is leaving in 30 minutes!!! I head down one of the directions and finally find someone to ask. He is friendly , but tells me I need to ask someone at a terminal. I find another guy and he tells me to check the tv screen. I tell him that I have done it three times and Belgrade isn’t listed and that my flight is leaving in 30 minutes! He looks it up on his computer and tells me that it is way at the other end of the terminal! I run down there as quick as I can. The gate he told me to stop at has Dubai written on the sign. I ask a few of the people around me where they are going and all of them say Belgrade. I can breathe a big sigh of relief. The flight is running 20 minuthyes behind schedule, but we soon start boarding. It is a small plane that must be boarded from the outside. They shuttle us over there and we file into the tiny plane. I end up sitting by a very nice Serbian lady was vacationing with her mother.
Arrival into Belgrade…….
We are finally beginning our decent into Nikola Tesla Airport. I get out of the airplane and can smell the Serbia that I left a few months prior. 🙂 I smoothly walk through customs. The lady was very nice and didn’t ask me anything at all. She stamps my passport and I walk down to get my luggage. I pick it up and head through the doors to the main entrance. There are 4 Serbian customs officers standing there. They are randomly stopping people. I stop one of them and ask the best place to exchange my money to Dinars. They tell me to go to the end of the terminal. I thank them and head over to the money exchange. The guy is surprised that I am from the US. He just returned from a trip to New York and had a great experience. I exchange a few hundred dollars and walk out to the bus station. The cab drives rush up and attempt to take you. I have never been trusting of taxi drivers in any country. I ignore them and walk to the city bus. I get on and the guy tells me it won’t head to Belgrade for 15 min. I sit back in my seat and relax. It is great to look out and see the old Yugo again. 🙂
We take off toward the bus station in the center of town. I ask the guy next to me if he speaks English. I ask him about hotels in the center. I never make reservations. 🙂 He tells me of a cheap little hostel across from the bus station. I get off the bus and head there. The lady speaks ZERO English and keeps speaking French. 🙂 She shows me the room and I nod my head. I lay down to sleep and ready to explore Belgrade in the morning!
Happy to be back on this side of the world in the country I fell in love with a few years prior!!!!!
I just received a wonderful message from a fellow American. He sent me a message last week offering to assist me with the production side of my web series…… “Yankee Doodle Went to Serbia”! He has assisted Boris Malagurski and a few other high profile people in the film industry. I am honored to have been given this opportunity to work with such an experienced person!
My countrymen are very divided on their support of foreign intervention. Ron Paul, a Republican, was the most outspoken opponent of Operation Merciful Angel in 1999. He drummed up a lot support from both Republicans and Democrats in the last election cycle. I am not a supporter, but totally agree with his views on our foreign policy! I can’t say that I am always against military intervention, but I think we should rely on the United Nations for that. Just my opinion…
This gentleman wrote me this response to my question “WHY ARE YOU SO PASSIONATE ABOUT HELPING SERBIA?” Hope you enjoy his thoughts on your country, people, and our involvement in your affairs :
“Hey Charles, it’s good to hear from you, man.
It’s kind of hard to explain how I feel about Serbia, or exactly why…but I’ll try. First, like most Americans, I really didn’t know much at all about Serbia before the wars in the 1990s, only what I was told by the media – which was 99% bullshit propaganda, as all we know now. But that got me interested in what the hell was going on and why we were even involved at all, and why NATO was attacking these people in their own nation, who had not threatened any NATO member nation (which is against all international laws, and even the NATO charter, etc.). Just prior to the war in Bosnia, I worked in aerospace electronics for about 10 years, so I knew quite a bit about our military and weapons systems that we worked on – especially the Air Force, of which I also knew many people directly, from pilots to many other tech jobs.
So, with the first Gulf War in Iraq, I sort of understood the thing, and terrible as it was for the innocent people, Saddam was an aggressor and it felt like we were doing the right thing, more or less. With Yugoslavia and Serbia, in particular, I had a very bad feeling and I just KNEW what we were doing was wrong, very wrong. So, I started doing a lot of research and the more I looked past the blind one-sided mass media b.s., the more I found that showed me my suspicions were correct. Without rehashing the entire thing, which is very complicated, the US and pretty much all western so-called democracies lied about everything and made Serbia out not only to be the “bad guys”, but the ONLY bad guys – and nothing could be further from the truth. The were war crimes and evil deeds on all sides, and as I said last time, including NATO, which are actually among the worst war crimes of the entire nightmare…and innocent Serbian people were given zero understanding or sympathy from the media, even NOW – which tells me all the more that this whole thing was a tremendous lie and crime against humanity.
Anyway, I did a lot of research (for years, actually) back then and began writing a book (not published yet, but maybe I will one day), and nearly everything I found basically validated the Serbian point of view in most cases – or at least it was clear that they were not alone in doing evil deeds (which were almost always exaggerated if not completely fabricated by the media, NATO, US and other govts, etc – sad but true). The Bosnian and Albanian muslims and Croatian forces, with American supplied weapons committed most of the worst atrocities in the entire war, like “Operation Storm” in Krajina by Croatian and NATO forces (the biggest ethnic cleansing event in the entire war, more than 200,000 innocent Serbian people were either murdered or forced from their homelands where they had lived for centuries – the media didn’t said barely a word about it, since the victims were Serbians). I’m sure you also know about the KLA, which was on the US State dept list as a terrorist organization along with Osama bin Laden until they suddenly became “friends”) actually became the leaders of the official Kosovo govt after the war – and they continue to murder and violate the human rights of Serbian people in their own lands even to this day, without even a word of protest from anyone in the UN or any US President (of either party).
It’s really the most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen in my lifetime, and it’s one that really makes me ashamed to be American…although it’s not like I had anything to do with it, personally, but I’m sure you know what I mean. I mean we know there is a lot of injustice in this world, but something on this scale and to have our own govt and many others, and the entire international mass media just be completely biased against Serbia, and still not say even one word about the many crimes against innocent Serbian people in Kosovo – wow, that really tells you something is very wrong with this whole picture. Like the old expression, “The silence is deafening”.
In any case, it’s fair to say that I’ve learned a lot about Serbian and Balkan history, probably more than most people, and definitely more than 99% of American people. So, in the years after the wars, I’ve met and known several people from Serbia and like you, I was just really blwn away by what kind and good people they are. I don’t know if they ALL are, but every single one that I’ve met is very cool and SUPER intelligent. I’m a little on the brainy side myself, for an American that is, and I am always amazed by how smart these people are! Their education system must be awesome – but I think there also has to be something genetic there as well, because…well, these people are VERY intelligent, and also just humble and very cool in my experience. And I’m sure you know better than I do that there is no doubt that Serbian women are probably the most beautiful in the entire world…at least in my opinion. 🙂
Such a wonderful culture, too, and I don’t know man…you probably know this feeling too, but just everything – the food, music, culture, their sense of humor, pretty much everything about them and the amazing beauty of the place impresses me. I can’t totally explain it other than to say that to me there is something very special about Serbia and its people that “strikes a chord” with me, to put it in musical terms. 😉 It’s just something that I feel and know inside and it’s very interesting and cool to see another person like you experiencing similar things – and even moreso because you’ve been actually living there. Of course, we know that deep down all people are just people no matter where we are or come from…but there is definitely something very unique and cool about Serbia.
So, I hope that gives you some idea of where I’m coming from, and I think it’s great what you’re doing to help with sports equipment there and all that stuff. Very cool, indeed, and I hope that continues to be successful and grow so that you will be able to help more and more people that, unfortunately, not many people in this world are willing to do much of anything to help. They are good and caring people, more than most I’ve met in this world, and they deserve to have other good, caring people help them however we can – not because they are weak or stupid, but on the contrary they are generally stronger and much smarter than us!! It’s just the right thing to do, regardless of the stupidity and corruption in both our govts – if we can help regular decent people have better lives and make some good friendships along the way – everybody wins!
Anyway, take care and I’ll talk to you soon. ;)”
Srbija kroz oči Amerikanca
Američko viđenje Srbije i ratova na Balkanu
Prošlog meseca primio sam fantastično pismo od jednog mog zemljaka Amerikanca.
Poslao mi je poruku u kojoj se ponudio da učestvuje u produkciji moje web
serije „Yenkee Doodle went to Serbia!“.
Bio je asistent Borisu Malagurskom i nekolicini velikih profesiolaca filmske industrije.
Izuzetno sam počastvovan što mi je pružena prilika da sarađujem sa tako iskusnim
Moji zemljaci vrlo su podeljeni kada je u pitanju podrška vojnih intervencija u stranim
Ron Pol (Ron Paul), republikanac, bio je najveći protivnik operacije „Milosrdni Anđeo“
1999 godine. Osvojio je veliku podršku kako republikanaca, tako i demokrata, u
poslednjem izbornom krugu.
Ja lično nisam njegov pristalica ali se u potpunosti slažem sa njegovim stavom po pitanju
naše spoljne politike. Ne mogu da kažem da sam uvek protiv vojne intervencije ali
smatram da u bi u takvim situacijama tebalo da se oslonimo na Ujedinjene nacije.
To je ipak samo moje mišljenje..
Ovaj isti gospodin, odgovorio je na pitanje koje sam mu postvio: „ZAŠTO TAKO
STRASTVENO ŽELITE DA POMOGNETE SRBIJI?“ – Nadam se da ćete uživati u
njegovom stavu o vašoj zemlji, narodu i našoj umešanosti u vašu politiku:
„Hej Čarls, dobro je što te čujem čoveče.
Teško je objasniti kako se osećam po pitanju Srbije, kao i zašto se tako osećam.. ali
pokušaću. Prvo, kao i većina Amerikanaca, pre ratova ’90, ni ja nisam znao mnogo toga
o Srbiji, osim onoga što sam imao priliku da saznam iz medija – a 99%su bile laži i
izmišljotine, kao što svi znamo.
Upravo to me je nateralo da se zainteresujem šta se dođavola tamo dešava, zašto smo mi
uopšte upleteni u to i zašto NATO napada ove ljude, u njihovoj zemlji, zemlji koja nije
članica NATO-a i ne predstvlja nikakvu pretnju ni za jednu od zemalja članica NATO-a
(a što je protivno svim međunarodnim zakonima, NATO povelji itd.)?
Neposredno pre rata u Bosni radio sam u avio-elektronici oko 10 godina tako da
sam bio prilično upućen u naš vojni oružani sistem koji smo razvijali – posebno u
vazduhoplovstvu, gde sam lično poznavao mnogo ljudi počev od pilota do onih koji su
radili na izvršnim mestima.
Kod prvog Zalivskog rata u Iraku ukapirao sam da, bez obzira koliko je to bilo strašno
za nevine ljude, Sadam je bio agresor a mi smo, čini se, radili pravu stvar. Manje ili
više. Kod Jugoslavije, posebno kod Srbije, imao sam veoma loš osećaj i jednostavno sam
ZNAO da je ono što radimo loše, veoma loše.
Počeo sam dosta da istražujem i što sam više istraživao i gledao spram jednostranog,
izmišjenog, mišljenja masovnih medija, sve više sam pronalazio dokaza da su moje
Bez ponovnog razmatranja cele stvari, koja je sama po sebi komplikovana, SAD i sve
ostale zapadne, takozvane demokratske zemlje, lagale su o svemu i napravile Srbiju ne
samo „negativcem“ nego JEDINIM „negativcem“ – a ništa ne može biti dalje od istine od
Ratnih zločina i zločinačkih dela bilo je na svim stranama, kao što sam prošlog puta
rekao uključujući i NATO, koji je možda počinio i najgore zločine u celom tom
košmaru… Nevini srpski narod nije dobio nimalo razumevanja i medijske pažnje, čak NI
SADA je ne dobija – što mi još jasnije govori da je cela ova stvar bila velika laž i zločin
U svakom slučaju, mnogo sam istraživao tada (dugo godina, tačnije) i počeo sam da
pišem knjigu (još uvek neobjavljenu, ali verujem da ću je jednoga dana objaviti) i gotovo
sve što sam otkrio u svojim istraživanjima potvrđuje srpsku stranu gledišta – ili bar u
krajnjem slučaju jasno potvrđuje da oni nisu sami učestvovali u zločinima koji im se
pripisuju (a koji su gotovo uvek preterano prikazani ili u potpunosti izmišljeni od strane
medija, NATO, SAD, i drugih zvaničnika – tužno ali istinito).
Bosanski i albanski muslimani i hrvatske snage, snabdeveni američkim oružjem počinili
su većinu najgorih zločina u čitavom ratu, kao što su operacija „Oluja“ u Krajini
počinjena od strane hrvatskih i NATO snaga (najveće etničko čišćenje tokom čitavog
rata, gotovo 200.000 Srba je ubijeno ili proterano sa viševekovnih ognjišta – mediji nisu
progovorili ništa o tom stradanju s’ obzirom da su žrtve bili Srbi.).
Siguran sam da znaš za OVK (UČK), koji je bio na listi američkog State Deprtment-
a kao teroristička organizacija zajedno sa Osama Bin Ladenom sve dok naprasno
nisu postali „prijatelji“, tj. lideri zvanične Kosovske vlade nakon rata – a koji i danas
nastavljaju sa ubijanjem i kršenjem ljudskih prava srpskog naroda unutar njegove
sopstvene zemlje bez reči protesta bilo kog zvaničnika UN ili predsednika SAD ili bilo
koje političke partije u SAD.
To je zvanično najodvratinja stvar koju sam video u svom životu i stvar koja me
definitivno čini da se osećam posremljeno što sam Amerikanac.. iako nemam nikakve
veze sa tim lično, ali znaš na šta mislim. Mislim.. znamo da ima mnogo nepravde na
ovom svetu, ali zamisli vagu u kojoj su naša vlada i mnoge druge, kao i kompletni
internacionalni masovni medjiji potpuno okrenuti protiv Srbije, a istovremeno sa druge
strane nema nijedne jedine reči o mnogim počinjenim zločinima protiv nevinog srpskog
naroda na Kosovu, reći ćeš – Wow.. nešto ozbiljno nije u redu sa ovom slikom.
Prosto zvuči kao stara izreka: „Tišina je zaglušujuća“.
U svakom slučaju, tačno je da sam naučio mnogo o istoriji Srbije i Balkana, verovatno
više nego većina ljudi, i definitivno više nego 99% Amerikanaca. U godinama nakon
ratova, upoznao sam nekolicinu ljudi iz Srbije, i isto kao i ti, bio potpuno raznesen
saznanjem koliko su dragi i dobri ljudi. Ne znam da li su oni SVI takvi ali svaki koga sam
ja upoznao veoma je cool i SUPER inteligentan. Ja inače više naginjem toj intelektualnoj
strani, za jednog Amerikanca, i svaki put sam iznenađen koliko su ovi ljudi pametni!
Predpostavljam da je njihov obrazovni sistem zaista zadivljujuć – ali takođe verujem da
je i nešto genetski jer.. pa.. ovi ljudi su VEOMA inteligentni, a ipak veoma skromni i
veoma cool, prema mom iskustvu. I… verujem da to bolje znaš od mene, nema sumnje
da su srpske žene verovatno najlepše žene sveta … bar prema mom mišljenju. J
Takođe, tako divna kultura, i ne znam čoveče.. ali verovatno i ti imaš isti osećaj, prosto
sve – hrana, muzika, kultura, njihov smisao za humor, skoro sve u vezi sa njima i
njihovim neverovatnim prirodnim lepotama me fascinira.
Ne umem u potpunosti da objasnim, osim jednostavno da kažem da postoji nešto
veoma specijalno u vezi Srbije i njenih ljudi, što me prosto „udari u žicu“, da se izrazim
muzičkim žargonom. J
To je nešto što znam i osećam u sebi i veoma je interesantno i cool videti drugu osobu,
osobu kao što si ti, da doživljava slične stvari – ako ne i više jer ti zaista i živiš tamo.
Naravno, svi mi duboko u sebi znamo da su ljudi samo ljudi bez obzira ko su i odakle su
došli … ali definitivno postoji nešto jedinstveno i cool u vezi sa Srbijom.
Tako da, nadam se, sada imas neku ideju o tome odakle sam. Zaista mislim da je
fantastično sve što činiš kako bi pomogao u nabavci sportske opreme kao i sve ostale
stvari koje tamo činiš. Veoma cool zaista, i nadam se da će se to nastaviti i uspešno rasti
kako bi bio u mogućnosti da pomogneš što većem broju ljudi, koje, na žalost, svet ne želi
Oni su dobri i brižni ljudi, više nego mnogi koje sam upoznao na ovom svetu i zaslužuju
da im dobri i brižni ljudi pomognu, koliko mogu – ne zato što su slabi ili glupi, nego baš
zato što su generalno bolji i pametniji od nas!
To je jednostavno najispravnija stvar koju možeš da uradiš, bezobzira na glupost i
korupciju naše vlade – ako možemo da pomognemo običnim, poštenim ljudima da imaju
pristojne živote i usput stvorimo brojna prijateljstva – svi dobijaju!
U svakom slučaju, čuvaj se i čujemo se uskoro.“
One thing to expect when entering a Serbian home is to be offered a pair of house slippers! 🙂 I found this so funny! It didn’t matter if you were in the northern part of the country or the extreme southern part… if there is a grandmother in the house…. YOU BETTER TAKE THEM UP ON THE OFFER!
I have never owned a pair of house slippers and we never wore them growing up. I can’t remember going to a home in the US and using their house slippers to walk around in! 🙂 Maybe it is because many of our homes are carpeted. My grandmother and other old ladies would wear them, but not young men! Different story in Serbia. 🙂
I was invited to a friends birthday party in the little village of Krajisnik, Serbia. He lived with his grandmother and great grandmother. They had never seen or spoken to an American before. 🙂 The great grandmother was about 90 and so sweet. She kept speaking to me in Serbian and my friend would have to tell her over and over that I was American and didn’t speak Serbian. She kept using some foul language that I understood to tell him that she didn’t believe him. hahahahaha…I had to keep asking him to translate. She was telling me how one of her sons was perfect and handsome and the other was lazy and worthless. AHAHAHAH! The other thing she kept mentioning was my lack of slippers! She said it 3 or 4 times. She couldn’t walk very well, but she got up and got me a pair and placed them at my feet! 🙂 She was a doll! She also LOVED TITO!! HAHAHA.. My friend and his cousin would aggravate her by mentioning Boris Tadic. She wasn’t a fan of him! One thing is certain… Serbian grandmothers treat you like their own! She didn’t care if I was from America, next door, or Ethiopia … I was going to wear those slippers If I liked it or not!!!! 🙂
Put on the slippers when they are offered.. 🙂
You probably know my political leaning after reading many of my blog posts. I am a Democrat that leans heavily to the left. President William J. Clinton was 1st elected president in Nov of 1992. He defeated George H.W Bush in a handy victory. I remember being a freshman in high school and watching the debates and the inauguration at my grandmother’s home. It was a happy moment for me. It felt good that a member of my political party had been elected to the highest office in the land. I liked the fact that he was a small state governor and enjoyed mocking the “southern twang” in his voice.
The 90’s were a great time for me. I had just entered high school, was close to getting my driver’s license, and really enjoying my younger years. We did experience a terrible situation during this decade. My birth home burned to the ground in June of 1992. I was staying up a little later than normal watching the end of Robin Hood. I smelled smoke very strongly and went to my father’s room to wake him. He jumped up and got all of us out of the house. I had to run in a few times to get my baseball cards. 🙂 They drove down to my grandma’s house to call the fire department. They arrived in a timely manner, but the house was already a total loss. We lost all of our clothes, most of our pictures, furniture, and everything that you collect over a lifetime. 😦 My father has always been very talented at building homes. He built our new, larger home on the same spot as the old one. That was the only negative that I can remember about the 1990’s.
It was a totally different situation in Eastern Europe. Yugoslavia had started to break apart. There was war, destruction, OUTRAGEOUS inflation, sanctions, the end of the socialist era, etc… Things were really hard on all the families that I spoke to during my travels around Serbia. I couldn’t imagine living with the everyday problems they had to deal with! They told of working all month and receiving their salary and it would only buy one loaf of bread!!!!! UNREAL! A few families told me that their income was higher than it had ever been. The sanctions had made it tough to find gasoline. One of my buddies told me about his father sneaking into Bulgaria and Hungary for large amounts of gasoline. They brought it back and sold it for large sums of money. Sad, sad times. 😦
On March, 24 1999, President Clinton and Secretary of State Madeline Albright decided to use military force to stop Serbias attempt to keep the southern portion of their country, Kosovo. The strikes lasted from March 24,
to June 10. It was known as “Operation Merciful Angel” or inside the US State Department ….. as “Albright’s War”! By all accounts, it was Madeleine Albright who convinced Clinton, against the better judgement of the Pentagon, that the Serb leader would back down after a little light bombing.She claimed that he was no more than a schoolyard bully who would retreat after one good punch on the nose”.
Did the Serbs do something personal to Albright and her family?? YES, THEY DID! They saved them from certain death in the Nazi concentration camps. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aUDm9quq8XA
Madeline Albright (born Marie Jana Korbelová on May 15, 1937) was the first woman to become United States Secretary of State. She was appointed by President Bill Clinton on December 5, 1996 and was unanimously confirmed by the United States Senate 99-0. She was sworn in on January 23, 1997.
Albright was born Marie Jana Korbelová in Prague, Czechoslovakia (now the Czech Republic) and raised as a Roman Catholic by her parents, Josef Korbel and Anna Spiegelova, who had converted from Judaism in order to escape persecution. She has a brother, John, who later became an economist, and a sister, Katherine. “Madeleine” was the French version of “Madlenka”, a nickname given by her grandmother. Albright adopted the new name when she attended a Swiss boarding school.
The Korbelovas fled Czechoslovakia in 1936 due to the advancing Nazi forces. They found a home with some friendly Serbs in Belgrade, Yugoslavia. From 1936 to 1939 the Korbel Family lived in Belgrade, and were given refuge and protection by Serbs. Many of her Jewish relatives in Czechoslovakia were killed in the Holocaust, including three of her grandparents. They returned to Czechoslovakia in 1939 only to flee the communists in 1948. They moved to Denver, Colorado where her father took a job at the University of Denver.
She was asked what her biggest regret was. She was criticized for defending the sanctions of Iraq under Saddam Hussein in a 1996 interview with Lesley Stahl on CBS’s 60 Minutes. When asked by Stahl with regards to effect of sanctions against Iraq: “We have heard that half a million children have died. I mean, that’s more children than died in Hiroshima. And, you know, is the price worth it?” Albright replied: “I think this is a very hard choice, but the price — we think the price is worth it.” She expressed regret for this remark in her 2003 autobiography, where she wrote,”I never should have made it, it was stupid,” and that she still supported the concept of tailored sanctions.
It is amazing how one can quickly turn on their friends. I am not going to start an “Albright bashing” campaign here.I am just pointing out some facts that many are unaware of. My country needs to adopt Ron Paul’s approach to foreign policy. Pozdrav……..
It’s really strange that I stumble upon a Serb or Serb story everywhere I look. This little tip was passed on to me from a beautiful Serbian gal. I was seriously shocked to find out about this. I never would have dreamed that actor Karl Malden was a Serbian American. Karl Malden was best known for his nose. He broke it twice during his youth and it lead to the rounded, large nose he had the remainder of his life. I remember him best from his part in war movie PATTON and is probably best known by the rest of the world for his supporting role in STREET CAR NAMED DESIRE.
Karl Malden was actually born with the name Mladen Sekulovich or Младен Ђорђе Секуловић in Serbian cyrillic. He was born on March 22, 1912 in my state of Illinois. His father, George Sekulovich, was a mill worker and milkman that worked hard to see his family succeed. He was very proud of his Serbian roots and passed it on to his children. George’s family was from the city of Belica… in todays Republic of Srpska in Bosnia/Hertzogovina. “My mother and father knew all about hard work and dreams,” said Karl.”When my father came to the United States in 1906 from the tiny European village of Bileca, Hercegovina, he brought nothing with him but hopes and dreams.”
Karl spoke ONLY Serbian until he entered kindergarten and was fluent in Serbian until his death in 2009 at the age of 97. Karl was Malden’s father had a passion for music, and organized a choir. As a teenager, Malden joined the Karagorge Choir. In addition, his father produced Serbian plays at his church and taught acting. A young Malden took part in many of these plays, which included a version of Jack and the Beanstalk, but mostly centered on the community’s Serbian heritage. In high school, he was a popular student and the star of the basketball team.He completed high school and hitchhiked to Arkansas to talk to a university about a scholarship. He could have had one but refused to play football and basketball. They sent him packing. He went back home to his parents home. By this time, his father, Petar, had left the mills and was working as a milk delivery man for Cloverleaf Dairy in Gary, a position his father kept for 38 years.
“Working in the mills was hard work, but it was good money,” Malden said.
“I started out as a laborer making $3.49 a day and later, got moved to an even harder position as a bricklayer that had better pay for $5 a day. And for three long and hard years I wondered to myself if this was where I was going to end up for the rest of my life. Finally, I decided I couldn’t stay.”
He said his change in careers came from a “subtle calling” in 1934.
Once a year, the drama departments at Horace Mann, Emerson and Lew Wallace high schools teamed up to present a series of one-act plays.
“To make a little extra money, I helped some of the guys build the sets and scenery for these plays,” Malden said.
“And while watching what was happening on stage, I thought to myself: ‘I can do that.’ But I was never in front of the scenery for anyone to see me. But I always remembered that during these play competitions, they’s always bring in a judge from the Goodman Theatre in Chicago.”
Since he was still working the 4 p.m.-to-midnight shift at the steel mill, he decided to go to Chicago one day and visit the Goodman Theatre to ask about the opportunities for acting school.
“They asked me how much money I had, and I told them I had saved my every dime from working in the mills, which was about $300,” he said.
“Well, they told me the school tuition for a year was $900. But the man in charge of the school made me an offer I’ll never forget it.
“He asked me if I was a gambler. He said if I paid the $300, he would take me on and if I worked hard and proved I had talent, somehow he’d find the rest of the tuition money for me.”
It was during his Goodman Theatre years that he met “the most beautiful woman he’d ever scene.” This young Goodman Theatre actress was Mona, his future wife and after he graduated in June 1937, they courted and were married in 1938. They even starred together in The Goodman Theatre’s production of “Jack and the Beanstalk.”
But after he finished his theater training and before the couple’s wedding, Malden returned home to Gary for a short time, and his father helped him get a job as a milkman to earn enough money to travel to New York in October 1937 to pursue an acting career.
“The one thing my dad told me before I left was: Don’t ever do anything to disgrace the family name.”
It was in New York that Malden found an agent and began making the rounds for stage work, which introduced him to the young man who would become famed director Elia Kazan, who gave him his breakthrough role as Mitch in the Broadway production of “A Street Car Named Desire,” a role he later recreated in the movie and for which he won his Oscar in 1951.
At the time of their meeting, Kazan was starring on stage opposite actress Frances Farmer in “Golden Boy,” and got Malden a part as the manager of one of the fighters.
It was also during these early acting years, and especially after he got his agent in New York, that he also officially changed his name to “Karl Malden,” something he never wanted to do because of his family pride and Serbian heritage. He said it was Kazan that also pushed him to make the change, partly because he believed the young actor’s real name Sekulovich sounded “Jewish” (even though it wasn’t.) When his future actress wife Mona Greenberg arrived to New York, staying with relatives and also looking for work as an actress, she also changed her “official” stage name to Graham.
“Even if I changed my name for the marquee, I never forgot it, and I never let my parents think I forgot it,” Malden said with a big smile, raising his glass of iced tea to clink classes as he toasted, “here’s to Northwest Indiana.”
Malden then shared examples of all the times he “cleverly” inserted his real last name “Sekulovich” into the dialogue of the famous films he made as a family tribute he knew his parents would recognize when they watched him on the big screen.
“In the film ‘Patton’ (1950), there’s the scene when the jeep I’m riding in gets blown up and we’re thrown to the ground,” he said. “And you can hear me say to the young soldier: ‘Get my helmet, Sekulovich!’ ”
“And in ‘Birdman of Alcatraz’ with Burt Lancaster, I play the warden and in one scene I call out to one of the prisoners by the name of Sekulovich. I know over the years I made more than one script girl probably scratch her head and start flipping pages.”
Malden said his father got a particular shock when he heard the family name mentioned in “Birdman of Alcatraz.”
“My father said to me: ‘There’s never been a Sekulovich in prison before!’ ” Malden recalled.
Malden even introduced the name Sekulovich in his award-winning TV show, “The Streets of San Francisco.”
It seems that every Serb I know is proud of their heritage! They never forget their roots. May Mladen Sekulovich REST IN PEACE!