The doctor in his maze

The doctor in his maze

Alfred Lela

Not the Doctor, but the General, is in the labyrinth of Gabriel Garcia Marquez, in the title of one of his early novels, 1989, but published 4 years ago in Albanian. But the Doctor could very well be the General, also for the fact that he, as was clearly seen yesterday, is still seen by the Democrats as the General of the center-right party, which is on its way to fulfill 12 years in opposition, and with a dilemma for the future even after that.

Gabo's novel, which deals with a real event and character, like the Doctor's political life, speaks, not of anyone, but of Simon Bolivar, Colombia's political father, the spur of some revolutionary movements that gave freedom to the countries of the American continent.

But, there is an end to even the greatest. Bolivar, followed by the Marquis's pen along with his spear, is on his way out of the Magdalena River to the Caribbean coast, a port from where he would take the ship to Europe. As his column progresses, his mind turns to the day of glory. Even though he has started to flee from his lands, one ear keeps him open from the direction of events. What is happening in the political scenes and behind the scenes of Bogota; what collaborators, friends and enemies do; is there a chance he will return; or do the crowds get ready to cheer for his name when he enters the capital once again triumphantly?

Unlike the Bolivar who never returns, and is taken precisely by this laziness of the imagination, the Doctor seeks to get out of the labyrinth and enters the path of no return of return, even though it seemed as if he had entered the path of no return of non-return. Yesterday he saw the crowds cheering his name. He saw friends and enemies chewing his name like Colombian tobacco. He spoke as the founding father of the party and the father of the nation. He apologized, saying that he did not know my political heir up to this point.

But, the labyrinth is now not only of Berisha but also of his followers. Even the neutral spectators, like the author of these lines, why not even his critics. Which the Doctor has introduced in a U-maze, turning them from the path of epithets and insults for L. Basha, where the 'sleepy' ruled, to the laudatory tones for him. Which reveals to them political interest, intellectual incoherence, and, why not, public charlatanism. The latter begins with the idea that they want the Doctor's resignation because it prevents the opposition from coming to power. When this is said by people eating bread on the opposition holding table where it is, it is a bit too goddamn much.

The maze belongs to the Doctor's followers, even though they have been the only coherent body of the political concert. They have not hidden their worship of the Doctor and have not forgiven anyone who has opposed them. The question is: is the Doctor and their small world of worship enough to bring the opposition back to power? Every immediate 'yes' stems from the folly of love, not the clarity of logic, and the Doctor himself would laugh at this haste.

The Doctor's maze itself is the darkest. Basha, whether he likes it or not, is part of his political legacy, his latest failure in politics. No matter how you look at the political history of both, Basha's losses are also his. Even if they are not decisions made by him, they are steps taken by the chosen one. It was the Doctor who left Basha alone to go from error to error. Starting from an early premise, since 2013, after facing Olldashi. When asked by close associates in the PD leadership to make room for the losers, Olldashi and his, the Doctor probably said: 'winner takes it all (the winner takes it all).

That's what happened. But the winner can get anything too. And in these conditions we are. In such conditions when nothing has to be shared. The doctor's share in it.

Labyrinths should, after all, also serve as mirrors.


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