Kovacevic is universally treated as a cult figure. With the corruption of the art and culture of the ex-Yugoslavian countries being demonstrated by the universal glorification of nationalism, Kovacevic holds an unquestioned position. His work forces people to think in categories of the big truths that break through the constricting cocoon of nationalism. The sun sets over Kalamegdan Castle, which was once a Turkish fortress. I watch a barge float along the Danube.
Lovers come here.
As in a million other places all over the world, they kiss. Belgrade throbs with life. People drink coffee or the local BIP beer at tables outside cafes. A legless beggar in front of St. Mark's Orthodox church stretches out his hand in a mute gesture. Colorful throngs of pedestrians fill the streets and it seems that they are an elemental power that no dictatorship could ever tame.