Translated from the original by Marcus A Templar
It is about the plight and hypocrisy of many, in their efforts to "rationalize" and "socialize", or even to make seemingly socially useful their own great need. It is this moral message of the above proverb and not its bucolic or romantic imagery. It is the real reason why I unearthed the folk monuments from the vaults of the Macedonian[sic] cultural heritage. Fortunately, you have seen it before. I am referring to the topic of antiquization of the Macedonian[sic] ethnogenesis and the ancient rebranding of our national identity, which the VMRO performed with destructive efficiency in the eleven years of its dictatorship of stupidity.
It happened to us precisely as in the proverb. After they buried the Macedonian[sic] capital with overpriced artfully and culturally worthless alien to us feces, neatly carved into some crazy porn-baroque style with Cretinism. They attempted to convince us that their fecal rebranding of “Macedonian[sic] national identity” was an essential public service, i.e., to save the Macedonian[sic] name and to strengthen our positions in the negotiations for finding a mutually acceptable solution regarding a name in the world. Moreover, our greatest historical tragedy is they managed to persuade many hot-blooded Macedonian[sic] patriots that "they did not grow old, but they were harvested" like cabbage from which one would bake a traditional pie and spiritually feed the Macedonian[sic] flock who suffers the biblical disruptions from which the international community has exposed us.
Therefore, there is insolvency and confusion in the country, even for the need to clean the piles of feces from squares, streets, and quays of Skopje, but also about the readiness of the Macedonian[sic] society for such a catharsis.
But let's understand something. Time is not on our side because on one hand people got used to the unbearable restraints of sewage in the vicinity of the fecal monuments from Skopje 2014, so it is not far off the day when this stink will be accepted as an integral part of our identity. On the other hand, as the passing of time petrifies human feces it depicts in real stone monuments which will undoubtedly perpetuate our cultural self-destruction.
So, the question of what to do with the petrified feces of "Skopje 2014" which has become Shakespeare's "to be or not", it is harder to answer because we are entering the psychological trap of the Dunning-Kruger effect, about which I have written.
The fact is that we are wondering what to do with such a super-septic, poisonous and culturally acidic waste that normal nations crushed and relinquished in the first three months after the regime they overthrew had built. We have severely damaged our intellectual and even cognitive power to make decisions or valued judgments since we irrefutably have an already prolonged exposure to the radioactive monuments.
It turns out that the inability to calculate the fecal pollution in the center of our capital is becoming the visible measure of the beheading of our culture. Such a collapse of judgment practically does not refer only to the thin scum of the new government that tiptoes as if it walks on grinds and shrubs, but it covers the vast body of the smoldered bureaucracy, and above all the Macedonian society as a whole.
It is time for us to measure the "positive" effects of the configuration of our ethnogenesis and our national identity, which is celebrated with the petrified feces of "Skopje 2014", to the monumental stratification of the VMRO-style of Alexandrization of our origin while we had on our side the entire international community which unanimously considered the Greek positions on the name of our country as being irrational and unjustified. While today the situation is completely reversed, the Greek demands are understood and justified by the whole world because the stupid connection of our state’s name to the Hellenic dynasty of the Argeads turned into the accepted evidence that an irredentist and pro-fascist myth is breeding in the Republic of Macedonia[sic], which threatens the stability of the region.
And the binding of the name with the national identity precisely through the image of Alexander II of Macedon fatally undermined our right to the name Macedonian[sic], because for a nation that quickly alters the identity, which it won as a winner in the antifascist epic in the Second World War, and proudly bore it for 70 years, everyone is expecting to change everything else. So, the VMRO feces was in no way a "harvest of greens", but the greens, like our national dignity and identity, are just a necessity for the psychopathic toilet! If we do not clean the feces, they will identify us for centuries.