Now that my last book about corruption and organized crime in Croatia is in print, as it were, I have hard time looking at passersby in the streets and squares of the Croatian capital. I see crooks and robbers and murderers everywhere around me. Golf development offered yet another opportunity for wrongdoing to them all. And they would grab any such opportunity whenever it presented itself. Corruption and organized crime is in their bones for more than a millennium of servitude to many a master in the bloody Balkans. Disgusted, I do my best not to look into the crooked faces. It will take me a few days to shake off my last book. The best I can do under the circumstances is to remind myself of yoga. And enlightenment, the only goal worth pursuing on this godforsaken planet. If only I could master the first two limbs of yoga any time soon…