serbIAn LIDL store ball torture event ... december 17th 2024, belgrade, serbia

in light of the newly created atmosphere of violence in the Serbian society 

 I have no trust in the serbian leadership, which is probably why, out of retaliation, I am widely known in Serbia, a country of five million people out of which the majority populates the capital Belgrade.

thus I'm coming across many government agents doing pantomime performances, trying to imply something. this evening a guy in the maxi store on Autokomanda Square followed me around whistling.

thenceforth I went to lidl store at trosarina, banjica. there i bought two large cans of south american skipjack tuna among other things.

few years ago, lidl clerks were very forthcoming though lately they have been acting unfriendly even if you asked them simple things like to promptly exchange an item for another of the same kind which I did after spotting some cut marking on the aluminum easy open foil of one can.

large package of tuna is a pretty expensive item so I did not want to take any chances with it being defective and perhaps spoiled.

after asking cashier to exchange that item for another one, she became excited and agitated as if I was taking some personal advantage out of her. at that point, i already paid for the items and got my receipt. so far LIDL's policy was you could even return unwanted stuff.

then I went back into the shopping area, left the can i did not want and got another one. however, when i got back to my shopping cart that was past the point of cash register I surprisingly realized the tuna can had a catch FAO area that was different from the one printed on the first two packages.

thus I had to ask cashier to exchange the item one more time which freaked her out and she demanded the package and a receipt to be given to her which I did.

I paid no attention to fuss and tried to move back into the shopping area one more time but was prevented by the buyer, the small bearded guy in the line behind me, who started super forcefully rubbing and wiggling his little big ass (not a tiny ass) against my crotch as I was trying to move past him ... all the while he was basically violently butt-budging me against the steel safety barrier that serves as the division point between the two cash register lines. his action was crushing my balls. at that point I thought it was happening because he had no space to move forward due to the position of his cart, but later on when the butt-scratching experience started to hurt, I reassessed the situation and concluded that to my mind he did it on purpose because he was fired up by the LIDL cashier and the pugnacious atmosphere she created even though his female companion and a lot of shoppers were around. 

when a dog bites you, it is not the dog's fault, it is the owner you go after. imo, LIDL CEO is responsible for this crazy serbian mess. last minute notice, december 18th 2024: it has been hours since i have been violated and i still feel pain in my crotch area induced at this Serbian LIDL store. as it was doomed in the night of the full moon ...

in recent years, many provincial Serbs moved into the capital with their redneck attitudes respecting only the rule of force.

that being said, Im very unpopular in Serbia with a target painted all over my face wherewith all Serbian mavericks were invited to try their luck with me while in doing so the government protection has been guaranteed.

I asked a friend what he would had done in my place if somebody was violently rubbing / ass-checking his crotch in public in the same fashion and his answer was - it would not have ended nicely. but, knowing me well, he practically reconstructed the incident and my stupefied self into the smallest detail as if he was there without even me ending telling. it amused me finding out how naïve, simpleton, and transparent I came out in his sincere narrative.

on one end, there is the system with its unpaid scapeGOAT and capital village idiot enabling a free fun for all with me always drawing the shortest straw as when the local mavericks engage they will be defended by the ultimate rough wheeler-deeler-like devil’s advocates, same as the one that resides at djure jaksica street and who is capable of directing the Serbian masses as well as their portions, the nasty ass-checking individuals in the same fashion as the rough and extremely nasty Serbian government can and allegedly does do.

  

answering the call of nature costs dearly at MOL ... begrade, serbia

Belgrade, Serbia, 12-9-24. around noon I was picking up a well-known art critic, Djoric, from his place near Mirijevski Boulevard and I dropped by this Mol gas station [photo above] to take a leak there. as I exited the toilet, I felt an overwhelming presence of fumes as i overheard the cashier saying aloud, "What are you spraying?!“ she was referring to the guy on a ladder who was lingering over my head spraying chemicals into the walkway from above and yet directly into the path whereat i walked by. I felt shocked and upset because what the cashier saw was telling she must had thought that the person was doing something truly improper. I walked out bothered and came back inside seconds later to ask that guy what he was working with in case i felt sick later on and he replied it was an AC cleaner ... he showed a can to me so i photographed it. as i traveled with Djoric, I complained to him about the numbing tension, pain and funny tightness in my chest combined with some kind of heartache that were present due to this incident and those irritating feelings have been lasting up to this very moment  ...

I tried to tell my real-life story in a few more than six words… so I did

contacted mr. domagoj m., the author of book “the b. b. of b.”, for he is the man who collects stuff. suddenly life in Serbia became horror. I had no intent to harm the government who btw did everything in its might to isolate me thru its satellites both as the individual as well as the collector. It is like IOUs they owe me now, they definitely do. lo and behold, my cell conversation becomes monitored thru the old surveillance system and a friend from abroad who visited Belgrade noticed that he was being followed around after we had met. In the United States, I was publicly criticizing authorities on a few occasions and not once was i concerned for my safety. around here, in Serbia, next to those who spy on and control - you also got backstabbers whose task is to make your life miserable, one of those walks of life would be public transportation and big wheel drivers, not all of them of course, but a few bastards that are not afraid of bad karma that were instructed by the system to go “git’eem” and get to you … that’s possible for Belgrade on the other end seems to be your big village. small pool indeed. got nothing else to tell ya other than to bring packs…fingers crossed

I still had some faith left in me …

I have not seen Djokovic play in ages. even tho I had placed bet on the 2024 Wimbledon game I had not seen young Spaniard play before … thus even though I almost always bet on Djokovic, he literally gave me a run for my money as I had to engage in pulling for him given how tight things were in the first set - realizing only then he is 37 years old already and Carlos is peppy. I believe those who energized the planet's atmosphere also participated in the match as the match could have gone either way. Young Gun bought my sympathies when he corrected the umpire’s bad call which only means that he is the real sport besides being a ferocious fighter which in my book goes a long way not to mention that I sympathize with McEnroe who imo gotta be a piece of work when it comes to giving compliments. this gold one was meant for Novak…

making the good men worst … Serbia does

 

if I were a cynic, I would suggest that the leftist leadership in Serbia was at some point simply hijacked by the pseudo-serbian ultra-radical cabal with a goal to introduce unseen anarchy and division among the population. to them, even though I pointed out a number of times, I symbolize a fall guy that needs to be respawned and targeted whenever the going got tough as it is now with lithium mining agenda with a lot of serbs vouching against it. as a matter of fact, I came from the united states bearing that same reputation. here is a bit of background. growing up in philadelphia, usa, in the antiserbian frenzy of the 1990s, I met a load of serb-unfriendly individuals and I would have been untouched by them if I was not tripped and backstabbed by the betraying “brothers” from the Serbian community. as an alleged serb, which almost meant being a walking target of sort, it took only a small-time rumor to steer up a hurricane. it is not that I was not advised to stay away from the Serbian people in America – I just did not listen and a couple of those serbs that understood best what the good reputation was to someone who believes in the Fatherhood of God and Brotherhood of Man was enough to undermine my good reputation without a good cause and I could say out of pure evil and envy for I had found a good path to follow. and they are still on it even though I have been on a long and rewarding self-improving journey. in the meantime, I heard numerous false accusations ranging from murder to theft which now allows Serbian ruling caucus to deal with me as they please even tho there have not been any bases for their actions. a few American friends did care and I had it okay once I was in Serbia but it only lasted until they got old or transformed into the light saying goodbye to this world of darkness and ignorance. for the rest of America, they put a man on the moon but cannot figure out that someone somewhere is hurting due to their bad decisions and the most primitive envy of the incredibly cruel and manipulative peers. presently, the local serbs and the serbian version of “CIA” picked on what those serbs, that allegedly ‘’knew’’ me back in America, told them I was, and one can guess what, it was all baloney that hurts and maims. for example, once when the some said alleged rumor was afloat it appeared to me that some extensive number of random drivers were turning on wipers without need as to signal something and I relayed that notion for opinion to one serb – boban lackovic. all of a sudden, following that conversation, a number of drivers that were trying to signal quadrupled. in the end, realizing that it was immature and stupid thing to do, americans stopped ‘signaling’ and I have not had to squelch any rumors in that regard. fast forward to 2024, serbia, some 27 years later, I got Serbian drivers that are trying to spray me with window washing liquid as they are engaging wipers without need when passing by as Im walking, standing, or driving and definitely not asking for it. it is so easy to connect dots between American serbs like lackovic and serbs in Serbia itching to get a rush from thinking they will get a chance to prove their alpha superiority over another serb. only an important highlight that americans had no intentions of spraying me. but unfortunately I do not believe much in the sanity of the serbian nation especially when they have got the green light to go terrorize someone and not only serbs as the stupidly evil grin on the face of a gypsy guy (in full contrast with the memorable face of Charlie Chaplin who was a gypsy) that engaged the wipers on the gas station at autokomanda square today (belgrade, serbia) while staring at me like a baboon in the wild awaiting my reaction is simply unforgettable … after such events masterminded in serbia by we know who, it is so easy to imagine this gypsy guy, and all these maverick minded serbs doing similar harm, drinking wine from my wine-filled skull … the adrenaline rush they get on seeing me seems so satisfying for them … say Im not all that in Serbia which for me is unfriendly environment filled with a number of people who are not interested in what I have to say and who are excited to see me suffer and fail … truly concerning - as in order to survive, life has to feed on another life (: Paracelsus) ...