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One man is trying to create a utopia on what he says is unclaimed land between Serbia and Croatia. He's banned from setting foot in his would-be territory, but he has not given up.
The president stared across the water at his country, from which he is exiled.
We were in a boat on the Danube, only a few yards from the territory of Liberland - what he calls the "beloved country".
But we knew that if we tried to disembark, the Croatian river police would arrest us. Patriotism struggled with prudence, and lost.
Liberland is only 7 sq km (2.5 sq miles) of uninhabited marshland. But in the mind of Vit Jedlicka, its first president, it's the fulfilment of the libertarian dream - a land with no compulsory taxes, no gun control, with Bitcoins as currency.
(Score: -1, Spam) by Anonymous Coward on Monday November 14 2016, @07:50PM
They'll say, my son,
How come you never called?
It's easy 'nough,
so move up and get on with your life
Don't stall
Just come down off the wall and leave behind the corrections
She'll say unto the forces that surround her
Don't get blue and leap into a fire of coke and hash
Some elemental trash
And leave behind the directions
How many days will it take 'til you know the plan?
And how many suns will pass before you understand
You were banned, banned by the man
They'll say, my son,
How come you never call?
It's easy 'nough
You'll feel a little taller
Time cuts slow, but you'll miss it now
You'll know it's me and mine when I make you
How many days will it take 'til you know the plan?
And how many suns will pass before you understand
You were banned, banned, banned
You were banned, banned, banned
By the man, the man, the man