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You can lock it up..you can chain it up but the truth is like water. It always finds a way.

“My son is hostage in Australia tonight but he has never been more free.”
From now on, Novak has become the symbol and leader of the free world, the world of countries and poor and oppressed people.
My son Novak Djokovic showed that even a small heroic country like Serbia can have the greatest athlete and tennis player of all time,
and that the truth can no longer be hidden.
Tonight you can lock it up, tomorrow you can chain it up but the truth is like water and it always finds a way.
Novak is the Spartacus of the new world who does not tolerate injustice, colonialism and hypocrisy but fights for the equality of all on this planet,
regardless of skin color, religious belief and money they have.
Novak has proven that you can achieve any goal if you have a dream and his dream is shared by billions of people, including children who look at him as an example.
Maybe the rich world won’t let him continue playing tennis, but in doing so, he will reveal his true face and start a much more serious match.
On one hand, there will be greedy and arrogant members of global oligarchy and on the other, a proud and free world that always believes in justice, truth, fair play and the dreams of its children. “
Srdjan Djokovic
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8 Responses to “You can lock it up..you can chain it up but the truth is like water. It always finds a way.”

  1. Gordon says:

    Has to be said then that the chap has balls!

    Good on him.

  2. Aldous says:

    “…the chap has balls!”
    ‘I hear that’ Gordon and Ian and also couldn’t agree more.
    Since the monstrous illegal raping of Serbia by NATO based on the usual lies by the usual suspects and their shabbos goy traitors, I have always had a soft spot for Serbia and hope that one day Kosovo – the Heart of Serbia – is returned to its rightful owners and the current occupiers run out of the place.
    Revenge is a dish best served cold and Russia must be considering its options if all hell breaks loose over Ukraine and Kazakhstan.
    Kazakhstan is the largest land-locked country on Earth with the lowest population density on Earth and clearly falls within Russia’s strict ‘Near Abroad’ foreign policy – as does Ukraine obviously – regarding getting involved militarily in regional conflicts.
    If Russia is forced to intervene in Ukraine then it’s debatable if Serbia would then fall within this Near Abroad policy with just Romania then between Ukraine and Serbia. Interesting times indeed.
    Getting back to Novak Djokovic and his father Srdjan Djokovic, the Australian men – and men here too – could do with growing a pair. They’ve become pussies.
    Aussie men are now to be referred to by the generic term ‘SHEILAS’ which is actually more than they deserve. I haven’t figured a term for the pussies here (not fit to print anyway) but am working on it.

    • Tapestry says:

      mother. Try ‘atheists’. The cap fits.

      • Aldous says:

        I was in a downtown bar slowly spiralling down (as usual) yesterday when a guy who I quite get on with joins me at the bar and starts telling me about a couple of friends of his who have tested positive for Covid. Talking of Covid(hoax) as if it was real is like red rag to a bull for me.
        I assume it was the latest nonsense LTF (Lateral Flow Test) and not the now abandoned PCR (Polymerase Chain Reaction) Test.
        I asked him if he had any idea what the acronyms stood for and as usual for everyone I ask, he didn’t have a clue.
        When I told him the tests were phoney and threw up mainly false positives – as designed and intended – he refused to believe it and his eyes started to glaze over of sorts.
        We agreed to disagree and enjoyed a couple of hours further drinking (on my bar tab) reminiscing about life and bygone years but I did insist that while he could try flim-flamming me at any time being the expert that he is, he mustn’t bore me with Covidhoax nonsense ever again or I would seriously consider beating him to death – figuratively speaking of course – by refusing to ever buy him a drink in the future. He’s always short of cash and looking for someone to buy him a drink.
        Later on, after he had left, the bartender told me my erstwhile friend doesn’t believe any of the Covidhoax crap and nonsense and I realised I had been flim-flammed by him. Oh well. It was still a good afternoon’s session.