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With everything that's been happening over the past couple of days, I found myself reading about the Yugoslav Wars again. I came across this fascinating story from 1991.

Early autumn. Heavy fighting is raging over Vukovar in Croatia (about 150 kilometers from Belgrade). The city is putting up a heroic resistance, the Yugoslav army is suffering massive losses, and honestly has no idea what it's even fighting for. Serbian soldier Vladimir Živković found himself right in the thick of it, but he really didn't want to fight against the Croats. So this tank commander decided to make a stand: he got in his tank, drove all 150 kilometers to Belgrade without any resistance, and parked it right in front of the Parliament steps.

He was arrested, but the story quickly went public. The authorities didn't want to charge a soldier with desertion in front of the whole country, so instead they declared him mentally unfit and sent him for involuntary treatment. This decision infuriated his fellow soldiers so much that they seized a local radio station and broadcast a message saying "we are not traitors, but we don't want to be aggressors." It didn't free their comrade, but they definitely made their mark on history.
I also read in the news about a library that garbage collectors opened based on discarded books for anyone interested. But it's located on the outskirts of Ankara, and I thought I don't really feel like visiting it. But the idea is cool, and it seems like the guys are managing to develop it.
CNN
Garbage collectors open library with abandoned books
Garbage collectors in the Turkish capital have opened a public library made up entirely of books once destined for the landfills.
Ankara is way more laid-back than Istanbul. There aren't any crazy crowds of tourists here (though because of that, hardly anyone speaks English, so you'd definitely want to pick up a few Turkish phrases), and there's less hustle and bustle overall. Plus, the city just feels different.

It seems like people only started living here a hundred years ago at most, not back in the 3rd or 4th century BC. The buildings all look super modern and fresh. Against that backdrop, the Ottoman quarters in the city center really stand out.

And then there's Atatürk's mausoleum. It's just... weirdly intense. They've allocated a huge territory for the burial. The scale is seriously impressive. And the number of kids on school tours too. In uniform, with flags and all these patriotic symbols. Honestly, it gave me major Soviet pioneer vibes.
Just got back from Bursa. The city felt like one huge bazaar. You literally have to walk past rows of clothing vendors just to exit the local cable car (!). Of course there were souvenir shops too. But clothes?

Maybe they're just catering to their specific visitors. There are tons of tourist groups here—lots of women in headscarves. They move through the sights in massive crowds. And by the way, they mostly speak Turkish. Honestly, I wasn't expecting to see that.

Inside the mosques, there are ablution fountains. Right there in the prayer hall. I'd never seen that before, but apparently it's pretty common here.

I actually liked a little village nearby way more than Bursa—Cumalıkızık. Wikipedia says it's "untouched by tourism," but clearly that article hasn't been updated in a while. The main streets are basically drowning in souvenir shops. Still, it was fun wandering around the cobblestone streets.
I've written about Istanbul's cats before, but there are plenty of dogs here too. And their story is far sadder.

At the beginning of the 20th century, the mayor of Constantinople at the time decided to rid the city of man's four-legged friends. He couldn't come up with anything better than simply relocating all the dogs to one of the smallest of the Prince Islands — Hayırsızada. How they were supposed to find food and survive on an area of 0.05 square kilometers was never quite explained. As a result of this forced resettlement, tens of thousands of animals died from hunger or drowned trying to escape the island.

Soon after, Istanbul experienced a major earthquake (around 7.3 magnitude). It suddenly clicked in the heads of residents: "God is punishing us for what we did." Meanwhile, the genocide of Armenians was in full swing, but for some reason that didn't bother anyone. All the surviving animals were quickly brought back from the island to the city.

Since then, dogs have been treated much better. People feed them, look after them, and today they're all chipped. But they never earned the kind of love comparable to what cats receive.
Who would've thought I'd see a crowd of Indian Catholic pilgrims in a small Croatian town in Bosnia 😅

I stopped by Medjugorje completely by chance for the night and suddenly found myself in an important Catholic site in Europe.

In 1981, six teenagers claimed that the Virgin Mary appeared to them (each one separately). The Vatican still can't make up its mind about the official position: whether to confirm the miracle or not. They say the Virgin appeared in the town again after that. They assembled entire commissions, but the initial findings were that the story wasn't credible. Nevertheless, people didn't need much more than rumors, and believers started flooding the city.

By 2019, the Vatican gave up trying to stop all this and decided to take charge instead. The Pope blessed pilgrimage for ordinary people, though not yet for official Catholic figures.

The locals switched their economy to pilgrimage mode: hotels, guesthouses, souvenirs on every corner, restaurants—everything is focused on religious tourism. That's how they make a living.

And I was just passing through to see a nearby waterfall, so Medjugorje turned out to be a really convenient spot.
Ever heard of the Bosnian pyramids?

If not, it's probably because they don't actually exist. But there are people who are quite determined to convince the whole world otherwise.

Near Sarajevo, there are two hills with a pyramidal shape. Almost 20 years ago, an enterprising Bosnian guy named Samir Osmanagic suddenly announced that these were actually man-made pyramids. So ancient that they'd gotten overgrown with earth over time and now look like natural hills. He tried to attract renowned archaeologists to excavate them, but the scientific community caught on pretty quickly, debunked his theory, and refused to participate in what was clearly a hoax.

The local authorities, though, got interested. They allocated a budget for research and development of the area. During the excavations, they tweaked the shape a bit and opened up a whole archaeological park. And to make sure the idea really caught on with the masses, they started bringing Bosnian schoolchildren on tours, telling them about their ancestors' great legacy.

I even ran into the consequences personally. I was learning Serbian from a girl from Bosnia. One time I asked her about these fake pyramids. Turns out, I nearly mortally offended her by questioning whether the structures were authentic. When I cautiously mentioned what the scientific community thinks, she told me that you can't necessarily trust these scientists about everything. Fortunately, not all Bosnians share that view.

PS. Osmanagic could've come across as reasonable, but lately he's been pushing a theory that special waves emanate from the hilltops, which serve as a cosmic "internet" and are also good for your health 🙈
If I were sitting at a café like this in Istanbul four hundred years ago, they'd probably have my head on a platter.

Back then, Ottoman Empire ruler Murad IV banned drinking coffee in public places under penalty of death. Legend has it he'd even disguise himself as a regular person and go around catching violators with an executioner in tow.

The Janissaries and their constant coups were to blame for all this (Murad ended up in power as a kid because of one of them). The sultan was terrified of being overthrown out of nowhere. And where did the military love to hang out and plot? Coffee houses! Made sense to ban it.

That said, nobody actually banned selling coffee or even drinking it publicly outside Istanbul. Heck, the sultan himself enjoyed a cup or two.

But the ban stuck around under the next rulers anyway. Eventually they softened the punishment to a beating for the first offense, and if you got caught again, they'd sew you into a sack and throw you in the Bosphorus. Plus, enforcement got lazier and lazier. By the end of the 18th century it was basically just spies hanging out in coffee houses.

So, want your head chopped off, or can you skip coffee today? 😅
If you've watched even one American crime movie, you've definitely heard about the U.S. Constitution and its amendments (for example, movies often reference the Fifth Amendment, which allows you not to testify against yourself).

It's the most important law in the country and one of the oldest constitutions still in effect in the world. Since 1789, they've adopted 27 amendments to it. Though they've considered almost 12,000 of them (yes, 12 thousand).

Among the rejected ones was the Ludlow Amendment. It proposed putting decisions about the necessity to start military operations outside your territory to a general referendum (except in cases where the country was already attacked). Everyone voting FOR would be obligated to sign up as a volunteer and go to the front. I don't understand why every country doesn't adopt such a rule for itself.

But sadly, the proposal was first introduced in 1914, and the most intense phase of discussion and voting fell during World War II. This heavily influenced public opinion, and in the end, it didn't reach the necessary threshold.

PS. If you're interested, here is a small collection of curious rejected amendments. It's amusing to see how in one year they proposed banning religious leaders from holding public office, and in another year they wanted to write God into the Constitution.
This is what the local music scene looks like. A hundred years ago, this industry in Chicago was booming. And a big part of that was thanks to the mob and Prohibition.

One of the most iconic spots from that era is the Green Mill lounge (the name is a nod to the Moulin Rouge). It's still operating and they play jazz every single night! For over a hundred years now. The Green Mill has been through its share of ups and downs. It even had a stint under the management of Al Capone's associates. Their methods were pretty brutal—they actually cut one famous singer's throat because he refused to perform there.

These days everything's civilized and pleasant. The only reminder of those wild times is the tunnel the mob used to escape through during police raids.

PS. Oh, and they've made it their thing to only accept cash. They also close at 1:11 AM.
I checked out a bunch of different landmarks. Overall, it's pretty nice walking around the city. It's not as crazy and hectic as New York. But still, it's the same concrete jungle. I don't get how people live here (:
I've gotten a bit out of the habit of that mode where you can see a bunch of stuff in one day and then dump it all here (:

Stumbled into a Chicago library by accident. Setting aside the fact that you can't bring weapons inside, two things really surprised me:

1. You can borrow not just books, but DVDs too, and even good old VHS tapes (does anyone still have players for those? o.O)

2. There's a room with pretty decent computers with internet access. You need to sign up in advance, but it's completely free.

Maybe I just haven't been to other libraries in ages. But VHS tapes are definitely the best.
Although the country isn't very large, the nuances of traditions often vary depending on the region, and some are practiced only in certain parts of the country.

For example, in the east until the early 20th century, people tried to appease Herman (a mythical creature that influences rain, floods, and other weather important for agriculture).

The head of the household would take brandy, wine, some bread, and a candle from home, walk around his lands, and shout: "Herman, wherever you are, come now so we don't meet in summer". He'd drink the alcohol and return home, where he'd tell everyone that he met with the spirit, they drank together, worked everything out, and parted ways peacefully.

There are plenty of such examples to fill an entire book (:
In the city, people honestly burn oak wood near temples toward evening. If someone didn't manage to stock up on badnjak during the day, they can grab some right there on the spot.

In villages, though, people usually burn logs right at home. They stick one end into the fire and gradually push it deeper into the stove as the wood burns down.

This ritual kind of symbolizes saying goodbye to the old year.
On January 6th, early in the morning before dawn, the head of the household in villages goes into the forest with his sons to find an oak log (badnjak) that they'll burn in the evening.

In the city, this has turned into a massive sale of oak branches in markets and shops. I mean, not all of Belgrade is going to go out together and chop down the nearby oak trees. Plus, there's nowhere to burn it all anyway.
Tito, like any typical dictator, built himself a bunker as a fallback in case of nuclear war. Located in the inconspicuous town of Konjic, not far from Sarajevo.

Officially, there was nothing there: a completely classified project, the construction was disguised as a local weapons factory production facility, and the residents had no idea what was actually happening. All 26 years of construction (hard to believe, I know).

Almost immediately after completion, the Yugoslav leader died, having visited the bunker only once. The military preserved the shelter but continued to maintain minimum readiness in case of conflict. So 16 soldiers guarded the facility until the country's collapse.

During Yugoslavia's breakup, one general ordered the facility destroyed so it wouldn't fall into Bosnian hands. But two soldiers sabotaged the order and cut the wires to the explosives, later handing the shelter over to the Bosnian Army. It actually came in handy during the 1992-95 war.

Today it's an absolutely fantastic museum. Everything is in excellent condition, and in addition to the internal infrastructure, they also display artwork.
When you read about war—whether in the news or in a history textbook—it usually comes down to dry numbers and facts. So many people died, this or that location was liberated. I guess that's how historians have to study it. But from a human perspective, it doesn't really show what people caught in the middle of these events actually go through.

In Sarajevo's Museum of Crimes Against Humanity and Genocide, they've tried to show the Bosnian War through the eyes of ordinary residents. The exhibition isn't huge, but it's filled with small stories from everyday people who witnessed it firsthand. Often heartbreakingly brutal, but sometimes incredibly moving.

And there's a room that really restores your faith in humanity—where any visitor can make and leave their own sticker.

Then you step out, still emotional from what you've seen, and there's just a regular street outside where everyone's rushing around and life goes on as usual. I really wish it was like that everywhere.
These aren't photos from different countries—it's all Bosnia and Herzegovina. It's just that Serbs prefer to hang the Serbian flag, Croats hang the Croatian one, and only Bosniaks hang the yellow-blue version, and even then not always. Even on official buildings!

I was really surprised by such blatant separatism, but it turns out the whole thing is much more complicated: people were literally forced to accept the current flag.

To understand how this happened, let's rewind to 1995. The war had just ended. The world was worried things might flare up again, so the EU and USA decided to put a... temporary "administrator" in place. They created the position of High Representative for Bosnia and Herzegovina, and they appoint the person from outside themselves (still do!). And they gave this position two superpowers:
1) fire ANY official in the country suspected of breaking the law
2) make a decision independently if the authorities can't agree

And this isn't just an empty threat. Over two hundred officials have been removed under this system. They didn't even spare presidents. Though sometimes they missed the mark: a Croatian president was removed in 2005, but later all charges were dropped—though by then it was too late to reinstate him. But he did win the election again in 2015. And a Serbian president apparently got fired purely over political disagreements. Cases like these really do look like blatant abuse of power.

In 1998, the country was choosing its symbols, but the government couldn't agree for a long time. That's when they used the superpower: the High Representative imposed their own design for the coat of arms and flag. So now people hang whichever one they prefer, rather than what they were ordered to.

This concentration of power in one person's hands, combined with vague criteria for when to apply the rules, naturally drew criticism. The US eventually stopped participating in this arrangement, and Europe decided in 2008 to finally abolish the position and even set a final date. But this move triggered a wave of disappointment among Bosnia and Herzegovina's citizens and even more criticism. The local government was reasonably seen as corrupt and unable to function effectively without external oversight. So they left everything as is indefinitely.
Fun fact: In almost every language except Turkish, the name Sarajevo sounds pretty much the same. Only the Turks call the Bosnian capital differently: Saraybosna. Although, you'd think the root is already Turkish anyway.

The city is also sometimes called the Jerusalem of Europe. But the only real similarity is the mix of cultures and religions in one place. Where else in Europe can you find a mosque, a Catholic church, a synagogue, and an Orthodox church all in the same neighborhood?

This is my second time in this city, and I have wonderful impressions both times. And they clearly made an effort with the street decorations for New Year's—it looks absolutely festive.
​​"Two heads are better than one, so three must be even better!" thought Bosnia and Herzegovina, and decided to elect three presidents at once: a Serb, a Bosniak, and a Croat. The three of them mess around serve as president for the entire 4-year term. You can't be elected more than twice in a row, but you can with a break in between. Two of them have even done this already (a Croat and a Bosniak). Nevertheless, the country has 14 (!) living former presidents.

One of the three is appointed chair, and the position rotates every 8 months. Over 4 years, that's exactly 2 complete cycles.

Decisions are made collectively, by unanimous consent. But on controversial issues, this doesn't work at all. For example, Bosniaks and Croats would be happy to recognize Kosovo's independence, but the Serbs are categorically opposed.

Elections are also complicated: Croats living in the Serb Republic have to vote for the Serbian representative, while Serbs who moved to the Federation can't vote for him, even though they'd really like to. It's a mirror situation with the other candidates.

And the real problem is that the presidents' ethnicities are iron-clad in the Dayton Accords. Representatives of other peoples can't be elected. There was a case at the European Court of Human Rights against B&H brought by a Jew and a Roma because of such discrimination. The court ruled back in 2009 that the rules need to be changed, but the system hasn't been reformed since then.

And that wraps up today's civics lesson. And in the photo below is the building in Sarajevo where the presidents meet.