Nachricht Nummer : 196 Übertragungszeit : 3 min 36 sec Nachricht von : WAM@ZAMIR-ZG.ZER.sub.org Betrifft : Zagreb Diary 16 July, 1993 Erstellungsdatum : 21.07.1993 13:16:00 S+2 Realname: Wam Kat Zagreb Diary 16 July, 1993 Dobar dan, It started to get dark and than you start to feel what it is to live in a twilight zone, after 10 the life is dead, dark and without the life which is normally around if you pass by daylight, in the Serbian part all the children are there and play on the street, in the Croatian part most children are on holidays. People stand on the street in groups in what can be called the more or less social centre of the village. We wonder if the idea we came up with about the radio more or less surprised the major and his friend on the other side. I am wondering if they took us serious, but to make it up I sponsored his football team for their trip to win the Krajina cup. He maybe thought that just delivering a list was all there was too it. We tried to explain him that networks are working different. And that we have to wait a little bit, but start small and in the air, rather than trying to get a professional studio together. I don't know which feeling we have left behind. I hope that he understood that we are no rich people, and that we can't juggle with millions of DEM's. That it is often hard to get a few thousand mark together, but the most important thing however is starting. Before the radio will be in the air a lot of things have happened, which will influence positive or negative this idea. Our reality is so part of a mechanism of international politics that local level politics are often at the receiving end of the line of decisions taken somewhere far away. That makes calculating what can be done on which moment is nearly possible. We make a last round through the town and I want to buy a flower for one of the volunteers who is laying sick in the school, one after another we get one strange type of virus, for a few days I thought it was the food or the water, but after I have heard it is a undangerous virus I am not so worried anymore. I will get in probably sooner than I want. Anyway we went into the last or first flower shop of Pakrac. When she saw us she gave a sunflower, "suncokret ?", she saw us a couple of times and is happy that at least something new is happening in the town. She used to work in the cinema of "Hrvatski Dom" and tells that the projectors which I have seen standing only had been used ones. They just arrived in Pakrac and before the war started they only could organise one film evening and than it happened.... Every body came their, it was the only cinema in town, all the youth came there. We decided not to wait for a lift to Daruvar and lift from there with some UNHCR people to Zagreb, but take the train instead. So a little later we stand on what was the station and wait for the train back to Zagreb. It were hard days. We look at the old locomotive which has been standing in the front-line, from the side of the school it is totally intact, if we walk around it and look from the other side we see hundred of bullet impacts, good protection, none went through. On the way back in the train and we again didn't get check by UNPROFOR, I told Jojo about the last time that I left Pakrac with the American film crew, just after we passed the city line a long line of trucks and cars were stop, and being a foreign filmcrew they thought that they could passed but order is order. The officer in charge pushed us all the way back on the line. When we finally ended up at the checkpoint from two APC's on the road he smiled to us and said "just orders, just following orders" and waved us through. In Kutina, on station our ID card was check by some local police which turn their back to us whispering "UNPROFOR", where we have to wait for 3 hours for the connection with Zagreb, we run into one of the reporters of ARKzin, he is here to follow up on a story that suddenly in Kutina three teenagers committed suicide. All three of them used for their deadly decision weapons from their father or older brother. The reporter just met up with some of their friends and couldn't give more details. Under a tree in front of the station we record the last interview about the use of e-mail, for nearly a week now I am running around with journalist, it give me again another look at a lot of things. Describing how I feel everything and trying to find answer for question you never thought off is good for getting your own mind straight again. In the train back we sit with a group of soldiers on their way back home from the HV barracks in Kutina and I listen as good as I can to the conversation some people further on has in this compartment where we sit with about 30 people on to benches on both sides of the train wagon. As far as I can follow they are talking about the destruction of Vukovar, at least 5 from them use to live their, I heard names of streets, people, buildings and all those things. Vukovar still is a big wound, but here in Slavonia the wound is deeper than in Zagreb. When we arrive in Zagreb on the peace centre just two freelance journalist are packing their gears, I say good-bye to Jojo and wish him a good flight and hope to hear from him soon and turn my face to the Dutch journalists, okay another free meal and maybe they can help me for getting some attention for what we are doing in refugee camps and in Pakrac, without the help of the world we are not able to move an inch you know. 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