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Der wohlhabende Belgrader Unternehmer Zivota Cvijovic wünscht sich für seinen Sohn Milorad sehnlichst den Doktortitel – der aber zeigt überhaupt keine Neigung für ein Studium. Daher lässt Cvijovic den hochbegabten, jedoch völlig mittellosen Jugendfreund seines Sohnes unter dessen Namen in Freiburg (Schweiz) Philosophie studieren und gelangt auf diese Weise tatsächlich in den Besitz einer auf Milorad lautenden Doktorurkunde. Alles wäre nun gut – wenn nicht plötzlich der Freiburger Professor des „vielversprechenden jungen Doktors der Philosophie“ auf der Durchreise nach Belgrad käme und noch weitere Personen, zu denen der „begabte junge Wissenschaftler“ in der Schweiz enge Bande geknüpft hat, und wenn nicht des Vaters Ehrgeiz auch weiterhin so schwer in Schach zu halten wäre...
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176 pages, Paperback
First published January 12, 2014
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Branislav Nušić
203 books126 followersBorn Alkibijad Nuša (Aromanian: Alchiviadi al Nuşa) in Belgrade, Principality of Serbia to a well-off family, Nušić enjoyed the benefits of a privileged upbringing for only a brief time. His father Đorđe Nuša was a well known grain merchant of Cincar (Aromanian Vlach) origin who lost his wealth shortly after his son's birth and was forced to move the family to Smederevo where young Alkibijad attended elementary school and first two grades of boarding school. During his teens, Nuša moved back to Belgrade where he graduated from boarding school. Upon turning 18 years of age, he legally changed his name to Branislav Nušić. In 1884, he graduated from the University of Belgrade's Law School. During his studies, he also spent a year in Graz, Austria-Hungary.
Twenty-one-year-old Nušić fought in the Serbo-Bulgarian War of 1885 while serving in the Serbian Army. After the war, he published a controversial poem "Dva Raba" in Dnevni list for which he spent two years in prison. The poem ridiculed Serbian King Milan, namely his decision to attend the funeral of the Serbian-born Austro-Hungarian general Dragutin Franasović's mother instead of that of the war's hero, Captain Mihailo Katanić who died as a result of wounds sustained while saving the regimental flag from the hands of Bulgarians.
At first, Nušić's sentence was only two months, but the King pressured the judges to extend it. Despite harsh prison conditions, Nušić still managed to write a comedy: Protekcija (Protection).
When he first asked the prison intendant, Ilija Vlah, for the permission to write, Vlah told him that it was the writing that got him into prison, and denied his request. Knowing that intendant read all outgoing mail, Nušić wrote a brief letter to the second husband of his aunt (he was related to her first husband), who served as a minister of justice. Nušić addressed Gersic as uncle and told him how it would be much easier for him to serve 2 years if he could write. He noted that he had no interest in writing political texts, and signed the letter your nephew. One day later, Vlah allowed him to write literature.
In 1889, Nušić became a civil servant. As an official in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs he was appointed to clerk of consulate in Bitola, where he eventually married (1893). He spent a decade in southern Serbia and Macedonia. His last post in this region was vice-consul in Pristina.[1]
In 1900, Nušić was appointed as a secretary of Ministry of Education, and shortly afterwards he became a head dramaturgist of the National Theatre in Belgrade. In 1904, he was appointed a head of Serbian National Theatre in Novi Sad. In 1905, he left his new post and moved to Belgrade to work as a journalist.
In 1912, Nušić returned to Bitola as a civil servant. During Balkan Wars in February 1913, Nušić, who was the prefect, was regarded as too moderate, and replaced by someone more sympathetic with the views of the military party and of "the black hand."[2] In 1913, he founded a theater in Skopje, where he lived until 1915. Due to the World War I, Nušić fled the country and lived in Italy, Switzerland and France for its duration.
After the war, Nušić was appointed to be the first head of the Art Department of the Ministry of Education. He remained at this post until 1923. Afterwards, he was appointed head of Narodno pozorište (National Theater) in Sarajevo. In 1927, he returned to Belgrade.
Twenty-one-year-old Nušić fought in the Serbo-Bulgarian War of 1885 while serving in the Serbian Army. After the war, he published a controversial poem "Dva Raba" in Dnevni list for which he spent two years in prison. The poem ridiculed Serbian King Milan, namely his decision to attend the funeral of the Serbian-born Austro-Hungarian general Dragutin Franasović's mother instead of that of the war's hero, Captain Mihailo Katanić who died as a result of wounds sustained while saving the regimental flag from the hands of Bulgarians.
At first, Nušić's sentence was only two months, but the King pressured the judges to extend it. Despite harsh prison conditions, Nušić still managed to write a comedy: Protekcija (Protection).
When he first asked the prison intendant, Ilija Vlah, for the permission to write, Vlah told him that it was the writing that got him into prison, and denied his request. Knowing that intendant read all outgoing mail, Nušić wrote a brief letter to the second husband of his aunt (he was related to her first husband), who served as a minister of justice. Nušić addressed Gersic as uncle and told him how it would be much easier for him to serve 2 years if he could write. He noted that he had no interest in writing political texts, and signed the letter your nephew. One day later, Vlah allowed him to write literature.
In 1889, Nušić became a civil servant. As an official in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs he was appointed to clerk of consulate in Bitola, where he eventually married (1893). He spent a decade in southern Serbia and Macedonia. His last post in this region was vice-consul in Pristina.[1]
In 1900, Nušić was appointed as a secretary of Ministry of Education, and shortly afterwards he became a head dramaturgist of the National Theatre in Belgrade. In 1904, he was appointed a head of Serbian National Theatre in Novi Sad. In 1905, he left his new post and moved to Belgrade to work as a journalist.
In 1912, Nušić returned to Bitola as a civil servant. During Balkan Wars in February 1913, Nušić, who was the prefect, was regarded as too moderate, and replaced by someone more sympathetic with the views of the military party and of "the black hand."[2] In 1913, he founded a theater in Skopje, where he lived until 1915. Due to the World War I, Nušić fled the country and lived in Italy, Switzerland and France for its duration.
After the war, Nušić was appointed to be the first head of the Art Department of the Ministry of Education. He remained at this post until 1923. Afterwards, he was appointed head of Narodno pozorište (National Theater) in Sarajevo. In 1927, he returned to Belgrade.
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November 9, 2022
"Znaš li ti, more, šta je to poštenje? To je ona preostala roba u dućanu koja nije više u modi, pa se prodaje ispod cene koštanja samo da je se trgovac oslobodi."
Nušić u svom najciničnijem izdanju, zainteresovan da odgovori na pitanje dokle smo spremni da falsifikujemo i prodajemo svoj integritet za novac. Savest (10 hiljada dinara), poštenje (šest hiljada), čast (3 hiljade sedamsto dinara), zakletva pred sudom (nažalost nismo čuli Sojkin cenovnik)-sve je to artikal za glavnog špekulanta drame. U takvom jednom okruženju, čak i jedna očigledna i sramotna situacija kupljene diplome uspeva da se iznova zataška nizom jadnih šarada, jer ima ko da se proda.
Užasno demorališuće, ali to je i poenta da se malo zamislimo gde može voditi put novca.
"Titula danas vrata otvara, a ne pamet."
Sa druge strane, Nušić ovde isuviše odugovlači sa raspletom, odnosno dodatna radnja ne pruža nikakav vredan doprinos glavnim motivima drame. Pojačava i proširuje domen haotične situacije, to da, ali ta buka ultimativno samo zamara, i ne bi me fascinirala ni u svojoj pozorišnoj verziji. Da me neko pita koja je to jedna stvar koju ne volim kod Nušića, navela bih samo i isključivo ovu zamerku.
"Pa to vam je danas moda: politika, fudbal i razvodi braka."
Kod nas se matrix izgleda nije updejtovao od Nušićevih vremena.
Nušić u svom najciničnijem izdanju, zainteresovan da odgovori na pitanje dokle smo spremni da falsifikujemo i prodajemo svoj integritet za novac. Savest (10 hiljada dinara), poštenje (šest hiljada), čast (3 hiljade sedamsto dinara), zakletva pred sudom (nažalost nismo čuli Sojkin cenovnik)-sve je to artikal za glavnog špekulanta drame. U takvom jednom okruženju, čak i jedna očigledna i sramotna situacija kupljene diplome uspeva da se iznova zataška nizom jadnih šarada, jer ima ko da se proda.
Užasno demorališuće, ali to je i poenta da se malo zamislimo gde može voditi put novca.
"Titula danas vrata otvara, a ne pamet."
Sa druge strane, Nušić ovde isuviše odugovlači sa raspletom, odnosno dodatna radnja ne pruža nikakav vredan doprinos glavnim motivima drame. Pojačava i proširuje domen haotične situacije, to da, ali ta buka ultimativno samo zamara, i ne bi me fascinirala ni u svojoj pozorišnoj verziji. Da me neko pita koja je to jedna stvar koju ne volim kod Nušića, navela bih samo i isključivo ovu zamerku.
"Pa to vam je danas moda: politika, fudbal i razvodi braka."
Kod nas se matrix izgleda nije updejtovao od Nušićevih vremena.
March 15, 2018
Pokondirenost ne izlazi iz mode.
August 29, 2022
Odlična knjiga, katastrofalno ekranizovana!
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