MitjaBelak:
Those days I lived normally as a Ljubljanian, just like all my peers, parents, neighbors and the rest of the people. Who was in the cellars, only that little guy knows. Ljubljana had soul in the evenings back then, compared to the covid curfew measures in recent months.
It was war then, now virus. Agreed then, agreed now. Nothing new.
link Well, I contributed a little here too.
I remember those times very vividly. I was about 16,17 years old. As a young Slovene and not even a Yugoslav we organized a youth Slovenian sabotage action. We got weapons--mostly eggs, rotten fruit and such. We struck. We attacked the nearby barracks. We broke some windows and then scattered.
Of course various Belaks were drinking cold spritzers in Ljubljana and saying nothing's up. I don't understand how all these Belaks are now Slovenes and not Yugoslavs. Because nothing like that happened. It was staged then as now. You can't believe what characters we have.
But yeah, of course nothing happened. All agreed. Sunglasses back on head and off to beer.