Four letters, thirteen days, fourteen hundred and seventy kilometers and one task

They are not afraid of rules. Because for them – in their opinion – they do not exist.

They are afraid of people who stop waiting… and start demanding.

Four letters. Thirteen days. Four hundred and seventy kilometers. One task: to knock on the doors of institutions – and on the consciences of those who still refuse to see and understand.

A year after the students from Serbia set off on their bicycles towards the European Parliament, their story lives on. Their “Tour to Strasbourg” a year later is not a film about a journey. It is a film about what happens when people stop waiting. When the (silent) majority finally says: enough.

This majority has always been here, but the tragedy in Novi Sad has awakened it. It has awakened people who want their country back – a country that belongs to the democratic world. Where standards are not a matter of choice, but the rule.

If it took 1,470 kilometers to do this – to prove that change does indeed begin with a person, but only truly succeeds if it becomes a shared responsibility – I am grateful that I was able to be a part of it.

And when these days in Serbia we are (again) witnessing pressures, incidents and the intrusion of politics where the line has long been crossed… do not let them convince you that the abnormal has become normal. Facts remain facts. Even when they are unpleasant.

Of course, no one is opposed to legal investigations and procedures. But without transparency, without respect for institutions and without clear legal foundations, these are no longer procedures.

This is a demonstration of force.

And when you add to this the media spectacle of precisely defined, those “first in the service of truth”, there is no longer any doubt.

Such. Authority. Is. Not. Afraid. of. Rules.

It is afraid of people. Therefore… persevere.

Thank you to everyone who told this story. And to those of you who live it every day.

The night is darkest just before dawn.

And perhaps it is no coincidence that we are watching these stories in these very days. When time itself reminds us that after every fall comes… resurrection.