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History Of Narcissism

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Those people on the streets of Knin and its vicinity were living in their own mythological time and walking between them, I could feel we had been present in different epochs… Their ancestors had settled down in that area fleeting from one big power and were engaged by other one and entire their existence had always been tied to some other powers. I tried to understand their mythology and their hopes, but at the same time also tried to fathom the plans and future moves of invisible hands above the area. That war was not about the war at all. It was more about the mess; about over-boiling all those old historical wounds and exaggerating narcissism of minor differences into warfare between the small Balkan tribes which had never been able to …show more content…

How much more political influence or more millions of dollars will somebody get for them? What kind of civilization was pushing those two desperate displaced people to die in their despair? And, what was in the minds of those untouchable people who had reached their high offices because they did not care if they cause a lot of misery and tears in this world? In the next hour, I had been already somewhere else, driven by my various new hosts over the winding, dusty roads of that area and collecting different shaken stories, too shaken for any journalist’s notebook. Feeling that those stories were just the beginning, I was witnessing the prologue written for the real chaotic and bloody wars. The evening of my third day there caught me hanging with the group of rebels along a no man’s land, between the Serbian’s and Croatian’s paramilitary positions. One of the rebels invited us to his own tavern positioned by the road. The small tavern had lots of traces of war and when the man unlocked the door and lit on a few big candles I saw an almost unreal billiard table along the bar. Most of the stuff had been already moved from the tavern which could be destroyed or occupied by the enemy during one of the next conflicts at any time, maybe even that night. But, he kept a few bottles of brandy hidden for his comrades. And between those dusty bottles, which just appeared on the bar along with some thick glasses, there was a small

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