RIJEKA 04-30-2003

By: IZAKOVIC

UPDATED: 07-05-2003

UPDATED SECTIONS: All

And so.

When Americans come in, there is no way to locally contain their worldview.

This is a repair shipyard near my house. Some years ago they were private and survived, while other three local mayor shipyards did not do so and were/are struggling for their life. One of mayor stock holders, other then Italian and German companies, is from USA. It has brought promises of NAVY contracts.

This was so until this year, when, suddenly, a shipyard has found itself in debt, because mayor stockholders did not want participate in it's development program.

This debt was caused by curious business practice of shipyard's general manager, an local engineer that got rich over the night and has bought and rebuild a fabulous villa down my road. We are small community here, we all know each other. 

Part of this curious business practice consisted in purchase of this floating dock above. It was bought in U.S. It was made during the WWII. It barely floated from there to here. The rust was so thick that the shipyard spend more than the year to find sufficient steel on it so it could be made seaworthy again. This had a cost of many millions $.

Of course, this dock had to be anchored in the front of the shipyard, in the front of beautiful beaches and small ports for vessels of local folks.

As I have pointed out before, we are a small community and we all know each other.

So...

In the morning of 04-30-2003, every single boat from small local ports, loaded with kids, grandmothers, wives, adolescents, retired captains, and local and every kind of foreign guests, sailed out down to the American dock, engaged their air horns, and shouted what they think about shipyard's general manager, our, suddenly got wealthy neighbor. 

I was not there because we have sold our boat 5 years ago because my father got to old, and I, because of my work, had no time for such pleasures.

Of course, despite all efforts still being a simple human being, I compensate for that pushing the gas on my little red car to the bottom while passing the grand villa of our neighbor, suddenly rich general manager. Every day.

No visible spraying, just chemtrail compounds falling from above all morning, causing that afternoon cloud cover from which never rains.

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