21 April (5:51 p.m) Dear Sabrina, So glad that the Peacelink is up again. I think that such, peace-oriented, web pages can really help bring peace to this region because people visit them and read the stuff. What happens then is that the information received works its way to the mind-set of the person and s/he starts thinking about the stuff seen on CNN and the like. That is the crucial moment. The awakening. We should all awake to our own moral law within us, as Kant said in the Beschluss of his Critique of Practical Reason. I have been terribly ashamed of anything bad that the Serbian forces have done in Kosovo against the innocents. What caused this shame is the moral law within me that is most likely triggered quite by itself. I only wish most other people felt the same and had the same automatic mechanism. I am definitely certain that the one-sided accounts of the Kosovo crisis with scores of refugees in focus, the horrific, most frequently unverified stories of mangling, torture and rape cannot bring about peace and objectivity in the region. The West and its glitzy anchorpersons have been villifying Serbs for too long now and each little piece on their alleged atrocities, however incredible and unverified, is taken for granted. Yes, the refugee camp in Djakovica (Kosovo) was hit. 15 dead Serbs. Ironically so, the casualties were all Serbs from the Serbian Krajina in Croatia that was ethnically cleansed by the Croats back in 1995 (400,000 Serbs driven out with lots of generous help by the Americans, no CNN cameras there at that time, no protests by the great Western democracies. I remember that one particular refugee column was 27 km long and that it was strafed by an American plane!!). These unfortunate people had lived in Djakovica, in a civilian refugee camp since then, for almost four years. Their end came this morning, when the big black occidental birds of prey brought deliverance. What are Messrs. Shea and Wilby going to say about this newest bit of 'collateral damage' at their NATO press conference, I wonder? Thankfully, Nis was spared last night. My family went to bed about quarter past twelve, I stayed up at my computer. I roamed the world of the 'Net, pricking up my ears every now and then, not quite sure if the sounds I heard were the planes or not. Went to bed at about two, with a Stephen King book in my hands. BTW, I am somewhat of an expert on Stephen King and Clive Barker. I have been trying to find semiotic patterns in their writing and will, perhaps, write on the subject one day... Something of the type that Roland Barthes wrote in his Mythologies on the semiotic landmarks in America and Western Europe. But sleep does not come easy in Serbia nowadays. Sometimes it does not come at all. You linger in the no-man's zone of slumber and harsh reality, always on the verge of oblivion and remembrance, of acceptance and denial, of numb protest and meek submission. This duality is in fact the hallmark of nightmare. I have found this out for a fact. Nightmare would not be what it is, were it not for a tiny chance that the whole edifice of terror has a crack in it and would collapse right before your eyes, seconds before doom. So you hope. One night they come, the other they do not... What will it be tonight? Many, many thanks. Djordje