Bombardment 1999 E-Book

Gordan Žunar

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Geisteswissenschaft
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2013

Beschreibung

The main objective of this book is to see what actually led to NATO's bombing of Milosevic's Serbia and to see whether the attacks were a crime or not. The story is seen through the eyes of a young Serb who was only nine years old when the bombing happened. For many Serbs it was considered an aggression against their country and nation by Western forces. For the other part of Serbia's people, smaller part, it was a consequence of Milosevic's destructive politics that caused four wars on the Balkans in the nineties. The bombing to them was just a logical way of stopping this tyrant of destroying lives of Serbs as well as non-Serbs on the territory of former Yugoslavia.

Leseprobe

Gordan Žunar

Bombardment 1999

NATO criminals or liberators?

I dedicate these short stories and poems to all those in question whether NATO's bombing of Serbia was justified or whether it was a deed of Western "criminal organization" and a part of Western conspiracy against the nation of Serbia. Before we come to any conclusions, we should see what happened directly before the bombardment, that is what led to its realization. Most of all, this book is dedicated to all the victims of the Milosevic's regime and victims of all the wars that Serbia has led and lost, and it lost each one of them. This is for all the victims of Milosevic's politics who died during the wars on the territory of former Yugoslavia, including the victims of NATO bombardment. Their lives were lost in vain but they will never be forgotten.BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

Sound of the siren

It's March 24, 1999, the sirens went off warning us that we are under attack. I feel scared but at the same time excited. For a nine year old, such as myself, the sound of airplanes above our heads and the idea of them dropping bombs on us is just like in an American movie. It almost sounds as if we are attacked by aliens. And to my surprise it is America who's bombing us! Why is America bombing us, I asked myself. What have we done to them? We are only a small country on the Balkan peninsula and they are the strongest nation in the world. We have nothing on them, so why would they try to "finish" us? 

My parents took me and my little brother to basement, which was our bunker. We were being bombed by the most powerful force in the world and we didn't stand a chance against them, I thought. But why were they doing that to us? Nevertheless, I felt like something was happening in our lives, something was about to change. But I didn't know it would be for the worse. Or was it for the worse? Was the bombardment going to bring us something positive? I felt that it would.

However, for the moment I minded couple of things. First of all, every time the sirens went off the cartoon channel would cancel and they would show news instead. When that happened, I would take my toy soldiers and play war with them. I would take an airplane with my left hand and fly it over the soldiers in my right hand. All of a sudden the bomb would fall on them and I would make an exploding sound with my mouth. 

I would take a look at television to see if they resumed the cartoon. Then I saw Slobodan Milosevic on it. I've heard different stories about this man. On my father's side nobody liked him. In fact, they detested him. He was evil and he should have been in prison instead of governing the country and leading it into abyss, they would say.

On my mother's side the opinion of this man was completely different. My maternal grandparents held a picture of him on the wall. He was an icon, the savior of our people. Nothing bad could have been said about him in their house. He was seen as a great intelectual and a true leader of the Serbian nation. My grandmother loved him and admired him. My paternal grandmother, however, hated him and could never agree with her. Fights used to break out between them very often. And yet, all I would hear in my ears was the sound of the siren.