by Damir Dibra
There are some “types” who, whenever history tries to move forward, step out of the shadows to push it back. It’s not the first time. Nor will it be the last. But each time, they are smaller in the face of the truth.
Today, in Montenegro, some politicians—worn out from a lack of ideas and armed only with dangerous nostalgia—are daring to speak about the “derecognition of Kosovo.” How ironic that sounds! A state that exists, that lives, that has earned its place with blood and sacrifice—and someone thinks it can be erased with a statement? This is not politics. This is a weak tragicomedy.
Kosovo is not a signature on paper that can be erased with an eraser. Kosovo is a wound that became a state. It is a history written with the blood of people who did not bow. It is a reality that does not depend on those types who still live in the 1990s—in a black-and-white film where they see themselves as heroes, but in fact are just forgotten extras.
Let’s be clear: anyone in 2026 who talks about the derecognition of Kosovo is not doing politics; they are showing how closed off they are in their own world. It’s like telling the sun not to rise. You can shout, you can exhaust yourself—but the light will still come.
Montenegro made its choice when it recognized Kosovo. That was not just a diplomatic decision; it was a moral, historical, human one. It was a dividing line between a dark past and a more just future. To want to reverse that decision today is like trying to turn back time with your hands—and that does not happen, no matter how much some people still live in illusions.
The greatest irony is that those who speak of derecognition are themselves no longer recognized. Without weight, without vision, without ideas. Politicians who live off noise because they have nothing to offer this country. When you have no plan for people’s lives, you invent dead battles and try to appear alive. But their time has passed. Even they know it.
Kosovo is here. Strong. Alive. Undeniable. And history is what decides. And history does not forget. Some it places on pages of honor; others it leaves at the bottom, as examples of shame.
And for those who today dream of derecognition: you will be left only with your dreams. Because the world has moved forward. Montenegro has begun to move forward. Albanians have moved forward. While you… have remained behind, speaking with the echoes of a time that will never return.
