V zvezi z včerajšnjo objavo kot zanimivost objavljam besedilo “Proglasa o priključitvi Slovenskega Primorja svobodni in demokratični Jugoslaviji” vrhovnega plenuma Osvobodilne fronte Slovenskega naroda z dne 16. septembra 1943, ki so ga s sklepom potrdili na 2. zasedanju AVNOJ-a.
(foto: dr. fil, Baza 20, klikni za povečavo)
“1. Vrhovni plenum Osvobodilne fronte slovenskega naroda izpolnjuje temeljno, iz naravnih in zgodovinskih pravic izhajajočo zahtevo slovenskega naroda ter proglaša priključitev slovenskega Primorja svobodni in združeni Sloveniji v svobodni in demokratični Jugoslaviji.
2. Italijanski narodni manjšini na priključenem ozemlju je zajamčena avtonomija. O izvedbi avtonomije bodo razpravljali pooblaščeni zastopniki slovenskega in italijanskega primorskega prebivalstva, kakor hitro bodo dovoljevale razmere.”
Tisti dan, ki smo ga nekoč tako glasno proslavljali, moji le nekaj let mlajši sodržavljani, ki vihtenje zastavic pomnijo bolj z že malenkost obledelih televizijskih posnetkov kot iz časov, ko so morda še nosili čepicoinrutko, pa ob njegovi omembi le še skomignejo z rameni. Razen tistih, seveda, ki se starih časov sicer ne spomnijo, prepričani pa so, da so bili zlati in se jih po njim toži. Mnja, držijo se pač trafalmadorske modrosti, da se velja spričo neizbežnosti vnaprej določenega zaporedja dogodkov, na katere nihče ne more vplivati, osredotočiti na najlepše, ostale pa enostavno odmisliti.
Kaj smo že proslavljali? Tale praznik ni bil od muh! Drugo zasedanje Antifašističnega sveta narodne osvoboditve Jugoslavije je v Jajcu potekalo 29. novembra 1943. Italija je že kapitulirala, četniška vojska je bila uničena, prihajati je začela prva pomoč zaveznikov, veliki trije pa so se prav takrat v Teheranu odločali, da bodo partizansko vojsko priznali kot edino legitimno vojaško silo na jugoslovanskem ozemlju. Sprejeli so Avnojsko deklaracijo, ki je med drugim AVNOJ razglasila za vrhovni zakonodajni in izvršili organ Jugoslavije, vladi v izgnanstvu odvzeli pooblastila, odredila revizijo vseh dogovorov, ki jih je ta sklenila, ter končno določila, da se bo Jugoslavija gradila na načelu demokracije in federalizma kot državna skupnost enakopravnih narodov.
Aha, ne smemo pozabiti, da je bil Josip Broz (za prijatelje tovariše Tito) takrat imenovan za maršala. Slovenski spletni viri navajajo, da je naziv predlagal Moša Pijade (ki je, mimogrede, tri tedne pred tem sodeloval pri ustanovitvi tiskovne agencije Tanjug in ji dal ime), srbski pa, da je bil pobudnik ideje Josip Vidmar.
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(foto dr. filomena)
Z varne razdalje se zdi, da je prevzem oblasti precej stresna reč. Tudi, če vzpon na vrh uspe najtrdnejšemu in najbolj izkušenemu, ki je hkrati dovolj zrel, da se zaveda, da zmaga ne pripada njemu ampak skupini ljudi, ki si je zanjo prizadevala s skupnimi močmi, celotna posadka pa ne izgubi stika z dejstvom, da na svojem položaju zgolj začasno opravlja naloge, ki ji ga je zaupalo volilno telo, so skušnjave hude.
Boj se prijateljev.
Izstavijo se računi, z vseh strani letijo s sladko lepljivo bunkico ali pa strupenim kavljem opremljene puščice želja in zahtev. Zdaj bomo videli, kdo je resnično trden in ob zavedanju, da so kompromisi nujno zlo zrelega odnosa v katerem koli delu človeške družbe, začenši z vsakim posameznim parom, bomo lahko ocenjevali, koliko bo kdo pripravljen popustiti pri katerem izmed svojih načel in kje bo postavil mejo.
Vrh je osamljen in zelo izpostavljen kraj. Spremlja vas nekaj milijonov oči. Srečno!
Danes se je dobršen del pozornih oči široko razprl, da se je okoli šarenic razlila belina, ki je po informacijah iz zanesljivih virov v sicer maloštevilnih primerih pod vplivom visoke temperature in napetosti zakrknila kot jajčni beljak, zrklo pa začasno izstrelilo v smeri televizijskega sprejemnika, radia oziroma monitorja. Nekaj nesrečnežev je večnostni sindrom udaril med vožnjo z avtomobilom. S sploščenimi roženicami, ki so preblizu preverile čistočo notranje strani vetrobranskih stekel, so pristali na urgenci Kliničnega centra. (ilustracija: Bruno de Connick)
Prenekateri volivci, ki so glasovali v podporo novim politikam in celo v protest proti starim, se počutijo opeharjene, prevarane. Vse se menja, vse ostaja enako? Gospod Pengovsky je včeraj spisal odprto pismo predsedniku vlade, ki bi ga veljalo prebrati, čeprav je zanj izbral jezik, ki ga je premier najverjetneje vsakodnevno uporabljal zadnjih nekaj let, in ne našega skupnega materinega jezika.
Osebno ne bom trpela posledic padca na trdna tla, ker me je žalibog težko spraviti v stanje lebdečega navdušenja in to uspe le redkim izbrancem, med katere trenutni premier ni spadal nikoli, predstavljam pa si, da se marsikdo zdajle počuti nekako takole:
My Papa told me to stay out of trouble
“When you’ve found your man, make
sure he’s for real!”.
I’ve learned that nothing really lasts forever
I sleep with the scars I wear that won’t heal
They won’t heal.
Cos every time I seem to fall in love
Crash! Boom! Bang!
I find the heart but then I hit the wall
Crash! Boom! Bang!
That’s the call, that’s the game and
the pain stays the same.
I’m walking down this empty road to nowhere
I pass by the houses and blocks I once knew.
My Mama told me not to mess with sorrow
But I always did, and Lord, I still do
I’m still breaking the rules
I kick it up
I kick it down.
Cos every time I seem to fall in love
Crash! Boom! Bang!
I find the heart but then I hit the wall
Crash! Boom! Bang!
That’s my real middle-name
It has always been the same
That’s the call, that’s the game and
the pain stays the same.
I still feel the heat
Slowly fallin’ from the sky
And the taste of the kissing
Shattered by rain
Comin’ tumblin’ from behind
And the wild holy war.
I kick it up
I kick it down
And every time I seem to fall in love
Crash! Boom! Bang!
I find the roses dying on the floor
Crash! Boom! Bang!
That’s the tall, that’s the game and
the pain stays the same
That’s my real middle-name
It has always been the same.
Oh Yea Oh Yea Oh Yea Uh-huh
Been the same, been the same
It has always been the same.
Good: Managed to finally get a parking vignette for my car (go, Luxembourg’s Bierger Center).
Bad (though understadable): HotCity internet connection is payable as of two days ago except for city info sites. Will Zoki follow suit when copying the system?
As mentioned before on this blog, rumours of nothing happening in Luxembourg are gravely exaggerated. For example, the Neumünster Abbey puts on a jazz concert every Sunday at 11.30 a.m. It takes place in the brasserie area, so one can come and enjoy nice music while/before having brunch with friends. As far as the brunch goes, reservations are a must.
Today, the Apéro’s Jazz programme featured “Schneeweiss & Rosenrot”, a group from Denmark consisting of a German, a Swiss, a Swede and a Luxembourger.
What fun! The girls and guys were obviously having a good time and the venue, which was packed full, shared their good spirit. Their CD is coming out in a couple of weeks and I’m planning on buying one.
A wonderful way to start a Sunday, I must say. Good music in a lovely setting and in good company so I can well imagine going back for more of the same.
If I do eat bread, I want it to have some taste. I miss the spelt bread from Ljubljana and have not yet found anything as yummy over here, so decided to try some baking. Here comes my first attempt at buckwheat bread.
Ingredients:
4 cups whole wheat flour
2 cups buckwheat flour
1 cube fresh yeast
salt
cool water
I came across tips on making yeast solution in place of the usual mixture of yeast, warm water and sugar. It works like a charm. So to start this bread, mix a cup of cold water with a cube of yeast and a teaspoon of salt and let it sit in a cool place (room temp is fine, e.g. on a window shelf) for 5 to 24 hours. Overnight works well. Takes some planning ahead, but the results are worth it.
Most recommend cooking buckwheat flour prior to using it, but I tried using is straight from the sack and it worked, so why make things harder on you. Just mix the two types of flour, add the yeast solution and mix well. Let the dough sit until it rises twofold.
Knead the dough again, form a loaf (I made a small loaf and several mini ones) and let it rise again. For a nicer crust, you can whisk an egg and coat the top of the loaf before baking, but in any case, make several cuts across the top to prevent the loaf from breaking open at the side.
Bake at about 180°C for about 35 minutes, depending on the size of your loaf/loaves. Once baked, wrap in kitchen towels and let cool before cutting.
Came out pretty good. Finally, bread with actual taste to it again. I sliced my loaves, put them in the freezer and have a couple of slices for breakfast.
A week ago I noticed green tomatoes in the grocery store. I honestly don’t remember ever having seen them before, but this time I felt a strong urge to try making fried green tomatoes. Who hasn’t seen the film, right? Anyway, off into the shopping basket they went. A note: no idea if this is true of them in general, but these stayed nice and firm in for a week. A good thing as I tend to overshop my veggies. After some web research for a recipe I wasn’t sure which one to use, but since I don’t like fried foods in general, I was thrilled to have found this site: SimplyRecipes not because of the originally posted recipe, but one of the comments.
Claude wrote:
“Sorry, those aren’t real fried green mators! I was raised on real ones since I was 3 years old. The recipe is simply this (pasted down from grandparents living in the 1800’s)…
Slice em no more than 1/4 inch thick
Dip in milk
Dip in flour mixure (salt & pepper only)
Fry (on med heat) until dark brown (in lard, corn or veggie oil)
Simple huh? That was the way it was and that’s how they were made.
ps we used lard but veggie oil is better for you; I now use corn oil.
No eggs, no cornmeal or olive oil…if ya want’a zest em up, use seasoned salt instead of regular salt. I still eat them at least once a week and at 89 years old I’m still doing fine!”
So Claude’s way it was. I did exactly as described above.
Slice and dip in milk
Dip in flour mixure (salt & pepper only)
Fry (on medium heat) until dark brown (in lard, corn or veggie oil)
Thanks, Claude! I had no idea these things were so good! And without even trying to make them with batter using eggs, olive oil and fancy spices, which I do normally enjoy, I knowI prefer them this way.
Such a nice combination of fresh and sour with the warmth of the frying pan. Delicious. Will be made again around here.
Photo: Exhibition on the occasion of the 45th anniversary of the Skopje earthquake
Sometimes, every second counts
(in Skopje, Macedonia; photo by dr. filomena)
Since I missed this blog’s first anniversary, I had set up a notification in my mail-handling software (not paid to advertise a multinational, am I <g>) to note a year and a half from the first post. Which is today.
But then, watching the McCain and Obama speeches at 5.30 this morning, it struck me that this is less than the length of the Presidential campaign of the next US Commander-in-Chief. Time is an interesting matter issue to debate, but let us get into that on another day.
I will just say that I find time to be rather well spent in the company of friends and good food. With that in mind, here is my first post on this blog: slastno (a ricotta pasta and swordfish “alla pizzaiola” recipe) and I’m off to try and make some buckwheat bread for the first time.
Paraphrasing one of the most memorable speeches in Slovenia’s history. Difficult times lie ahead not only for the future US administration, but the entire world. For the sake of us all, because despite my mCObamaCAIN post I do of course believe that US policies ultimately affect all of our societies, I hope that the nation’s newly-elected President will (survive and) live up to the promise of bringing unity rather than division.
Congratulations, Barack Obama. May you keep your eye on the ball.
photo: Zara making it all the way! You go, girl! (pic by dr. fil)
I have been intrigued and at times amused by the political agitation taking place in Europe on behalf of Barack Obama’s US Presidential campaign.
Some of the vocal Obama supporters seem to forget that it is realistic to expect that whoever wins the elections will put America’s best interests to the forefront and in relation to the rest of the world, their potential policies would not differ all that much. Where their stance is truly different is on issues that affect US citizens directly, particularly those belonging to the increasingly ambiguously defined middle class.
I certainly hope all Europeans so involved with the issues surrounding the US elections will be as active next year during EU’s elections. Not to mention the ones in their own individual countries. Those might indeed affect us.
