Something strange is happening to our flora and fauna, we are slowly but surely turning into Africa. Well, not so long ago, news broke in the media that a lion had been found in the settlement of Poljine above Sarajevo. Where did the lion come from, when the most ferocious wild beast that ever violated the territorial integrity of Poljine was the fox that, a year or two before the war, ravaged the domestic henhouses and strangled the hens before the outraged local residents, frowning protectors and feathered poultry lovers caught up with her.
It seems that the animal life in Poljine, under the strong influence of climate change, is undergoing an unprecedented transformation of that settlement, which has experienced an architectural and population revolution in recent years.
For those who did not have the opportunity to study the geographical features of the tectonic-seismic plate north of Sarajevo in a more studious way, we will say that until recently Poljine area was a village… A real typical village with rural households, stables and nests, henhouses, dog houses, horse and ox carts and field toilets. However, something happened in the civilizational development of that region, and suddenly, almost overnight, instead of country houses, magnificent villas began to spring up, as if they had been moved from “One Thousand and One Nights”. Instead of cows and oxen on field meadows, the high-octane engines of fabulously expensive jeeps, which were once only possible to see on the screen – at the Paris – Dakar rally, began to appear, and instead of field toilets, the slopes of Poljine have recently been adorned with swimming pools thatwould even be suitable for drug lords at their shiny, expensive haciendas on Mexico’s Pacific coast.
Instead of the peasants, who have always sown, harvested and scattered garbage in the meadows, some other residents appeared, mostly known from the screen, from various parliamentary sessions, pre-election rallies, from taverns where, with the help of various high-ranking representatives, they negotiated to the fate of the country… In short, Poljine turned from a tame village of typical Bosnian provenance into a residential neighborhood of the Beverly Hills type for the new Bosnian elite. Living in Poljine is no longer a matter of necessity, but of prestige. This proves the power and status of the new local elite, because if you don’t live in Poljine in a marble villa of 600 square meters with a swimming pool, a forged fence and six bathrooms, it’s all for nothing – you are nobody and nothing, who are you going to convince that you are successful?
They built villas from fairy tales, with so many rooms that their representative residents began to lose various things in them. Some, for ten years now, have not even been able to find their lost diploma, there are so many rooms, various salons, reception and reception rooms in these modern fairytale castles.
There is no doubt that the guy who grew bananas in the middle of Semberija, then picks them and eats them in his yard – Sukrija Huseidic – will very soon be invited and hired to Poljine for the good money of local pharaohs, to plant oases of palm trees in front of their properties. This lion, which was discovered last week in the yard of the villa of a businessman from Dubai in that elite Sarajevo neighborhood, is irrefutable proof that Poljine is slowly but surely becoming the only authentic sub-Saharan zone on the European mainland with typically African flora and fauna – from bananas to lions and baboons.
