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Gert Bogdani fled before his time. He was so much ahead of time that it can be said that he left before his time and that of others. At 44 years old, he was right at the zenith of a man's possibilities in life. Gert had done so much, and at the same time, he had just begun, and this, dear unwittingly, takes the form of a pawn and a cob.
A lot can be said about him, but the less said, you will be more accurate.
It could be said, for example, and perhaps above all, that he was normal. At a time when the world is only haunted by The Special One, The Great One, etc., this setting seems diminutive.
It's not like that at all.
In our times, all efforts are made not to be normal. Look sideways: people, buildings, TV shows, public figures, faces, and future projects are all an effort towards abnormality. An animal urges to grasp something beyond the position of man and the projection of God.
In this sense, Gerti was normal.
In that sense, it's unfair that he had an abnormal, untimely, unannounced death that came out of nowhere like a bolt of lightning, capturing almost 2 meters of his stature and laughter and knocking his youth down with a jolt. The acorns release when they fall into the deep forests of the North.
Above all, Gert Bogdani was normal in a sport as abnormal as politics in Albania. He was almost an exception, an MP who became 'former' at a time when MPs like him were becoming rarer under the concentrated blow of a new type of 'political man,' which can be summed up in little schooling, no books read since school, dark tribal, puss loaded with unconsciousness and subconsciousness.
When you saw this strain today, MPs honoring the former MP, you couldn't help but see the cynicism like blood through a kiss.
Are you saying that Gerti ran away, among other things, to also give us this scene? To tell us that even death cannot close the inequalities, which some in life remember that they manage to do.
Gert Bogdani ended it like this. As a representative of a people that no longer exists.
It is difficult to attend to two dead on the same day.