So, can football save the world? Yes, something like that is possible, of course, with a lucky arrangement of stars in the sky. In my opinion, football can take on this Messianic role of “saving” the world, if everything else betrays it. After all, Donald Trump became the new President mostly thanks to football. Sincere congratulations. We are all looking forward to the next World Cup hosted by the USA, Canada, and Mexico. But despite that, concern and confusion after Trump’s victory is growing day by day. After three failed assassinations, the “presidential candidate from Manchuria”, as some called him, is still on the throne again. “The eclipse pressed our days”, what would poet Vladimir Petković Dis say.
“Europe cannot delegate its security to America forever, and therefore must take control of its own destiny at this decisive moment for the continent,” said Emanuel Macron from the meeting in Budapest, adding at the end: “Enough, America can no longer take care of us.” . It seems to me that for the first time the French President has spoken honestly from the bottom of his soul, which for understandable reasons rarely happens with politicians. With his sensational statement, Macron unabashedly admits that the European leaders needed a “guardian”, and therefore extended their arms for Joe Biden to take them “to where the eternal Sun shines”. It doesn’t go any further with Trump, because Macron and his team are afraid that Trump himself needs a “guardian”. In the times of old glory, no one needed to whisper to the French kings how state affairs were conducted. One of them (Louis) sometimes used to say “The state is me” (L’état c’est moi). I doubt that the current president of France would have the courage to say something like this. Maybe his lovely wife, he certainly doesn’t.
“Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become deeds. Take heed of your works; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny,” advises the philosopher Lao Tze. Well, turn and turn, we don’t write well. In Krleža’s film script “The Road to Paradise”, the main character is portrayed as a “moralist on the scaffold of an epoch on his deathbed”, who tries to escape the procession of the dead who are following him down the street of an unnamed city…
If people knew how little intelligence is used to manage the world, they would die of fear, our Nobel laureate Ivo Andrić wrote somewhere. One cannot escape the impression that the USA today looks like one big iceberg that has broken off from the shore, and is floating like the Titanic in the open sea without a plan or goal. We all know the story of the Titanic, here is a scene:
Water was already seeping uncontrollably into one of the chambers below the deck. The ship tilted slightly to one side and began to sink. The captain of the Titanic was hurriedly giving instructions for evacuation. The ship’s orchestra was still playing on stage. Captain, what are we going to do with them, asked one of the ship’s officers, pointing to the orchestra? The captain paused for a moment and looked at the musicians. The ship is sinking, he thought, but it’s sinking with the music. He didn’t have the heart to interrupt them. Let them play, this is their last concert, answered the captain who, as is known, sank with his ship.
Devastating earthquakes, epidemics, storms, climate change. The planet is burning, we are on the verge of a cataclysm. The morally bankrupt World has turned into a new “Titanic” and is sinking irrevocably before our eyes…
Maybe Tramp if he gets lucky and sails to the harbor of salvation and tells his “Ballad of the Salt Sea”, as the legendary Corto Maltese used to do.
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