Think tank: časopis za Balkan

Welcome to the Balkans. To the area, in spritual sense, whose name means "BLOOD AND HONEY". By accident? By no means. This is the area where each glass of bee shit gets its share of plasma and blood cells, white and red. This is the place where good manners become the reason for reasonable suspicion, being different means being guilty, and thinking becomes a subversive act... So, what are we doing here, anyway? Acting like the people from the Balkans, what else...