by Dragorad V. MISOJCIC
"I personally snatched this from Spomenka Jovic. While the Federal Parliament was on fire, they were still preparing the evening news program for that day a few hundred meters away. I ran through the first floor. It was on fire. I somehow made it to one of the floors above, I do not remember which one, and found them 'red handed'. She could not believe her luck. I pulled this out of her hands, slapped her across the face and she is the only woman I have ever hit. I could have killed her, but I managed to control my anger. I spit at her after the slap and said: 'May God pass his judgment on you, I've done my part.'
"At that moment I saw that they were taking Komrakov [TV Serbia editor-in-chief] out, that they were 'caressing' him from all sides. I saw Milanovic [TVS director]. He was smashed and curled up in a knot. All of them were so pitiful that I could only feel contempt for them. They were so low that there was no point wasting a blow on them. No matter how mighty they were while they were 'spewing' lies for years from the TV screen, now they were so pitiful that I could not even get angry.
"After the Parliament," continues Vladan his story, with a beard still yellow with tear gas and eyebrows and eyelashes singed by stun grenades, "I rushed with the guys from Cacak towards the TV Serbia headquarters in Takovska St. The 'liberation' of the TV headquarters was even more significant for me than the fall of the Parliament. Soldiers were waiting for us in an armored troop carrier in front of the TV building. They sympathized with us. I even hugged one of them. However, someone started firing stun grenades from the building. I was falling and getting up until I ran through the fire in the first floor. A sleeve of my jacked caught fire and a guy from Cacak helped me put it out. I continued upstairs. They were hiding like mice in a hole, shaking. They knew what was coming their way. However, we were sensible enough to satisfy ourselves with a few slaps.
"As I was running through the fire I was thinking to myself 'God, how many nights I was tortured from this building'. I went," Vladan Dugonjic continues his story "with my pals from Sabac and the only thought in my head was that we could not go back to Sabac until we finish this job.
"I have been weeping for March 9 for almost ten years. I was in the charge then as well. We failed then, but now I am living again. I was prepared to burst into the TV building even if I lost my eyes.
"I was on a barricade on the road between Sabac and Loznica for four days, spent four nights in the central square in Sabac and I kept thinking all the time: 'There is no point in protesting, we need to go to Belgrade and pull the criminals out of their burrows..."
And that's how it happened.