A man’s freedom lies not only in his right to freely express his opinions and desires, but first and foremost in the right and possibilities for a man to decide with sovereignty on all matters concerning his life.
Josip Broz Tito
At MaxBet Group the month of May has become known, almost traditionally, for the celebration of a very specific date – May 25th, once known as Youth Day. It is on that date that we get together at different Marshal Casinos around Serbia where we give a toast in honour of the Yugoslavia we loved.
Sometimes people wonder how is it that I, who always looks ahead and into the future, can feel so nostalgic about something that once was and will never be again. I am not sure if the explanation is quite simple or very complicated, but if I was to try and explain myself it would sound something like this:
I am Saša Marčeta. I was born in 1973.
Growing up my life was marked by my humble, hardworking parents who taught me the value of hard work and the meaning of earning money. My childhood was simple and carefree.
Some would say that all childhoods are carefree, regardless of the decade they take place in. I am not sure that I can agree with that. I believe that the fact that I grew up at a time where the acceptance of differences and the faith in goodness and honour was emphasized, was extremely important for me and my view of the world.
To be a young person in Tito’s time meant accepting people as brothers, regardless of their origin or faith.
To be a young person in Tito’s time meant believing that security exists.
To be a young person in Tito’s time meant having the famous passport that could take you anywhere on the planet. And you would go and see and meet and learn. You would be, then, free. And for me freedom is imperative.
To be a young person in Tito’s time meant being part of the world.
So, don’t ask why I choose to keep alive the memory of a time of red kiosks, the Zastava 750 car, the TV character Bane Bumbar and the famous red passport.
Yes, I believe that I am a modern man, constantly looking towards the future and cheering on every improvement and technological advancement.
And yes, without feeling guilty I allow myself to feel nostalgic about a time that’s gone and will never come back; a time that left a strong mark on me.
So, my comrades, we’ll see you on May 25th!