Friends,

I’m Arian Galdini.

You know me by what I’ve done and what I’ve written, by decisions I’ve made in the open, and by the moments when silence was the only honest way not to spend words cheaply.

I’m not here to repaint my past.

I’m here to name it.

From October 24, 2020 to September 19, 2025, I tried to confront Albania’s political reality as the founder and chair of LRE.

I went in in good faith, with will and sacrifice, and I fell short.

I’m not turning that into theater, and I’m not shopping for cover.

I take it as a clean fact.

Those years taught me something blunt, electoral power pulls hard.

It pulls in ways that don’t announce themselves.

An ideal can slide into a game where words start buying time for the same people, and consequences get stamped LATER.

Later isn’t neutral, it’s a policy.

The argument stays loud, the accounting gets postponed, and even decent intentions can end up serving a machinery they thought they were resisting.

I accept that failure, and I carry it as mine.

I don’t lay it at anyone else’s door.

And I keep one lesson from it because it is the only one worth keeping, a country grows more just when a citizen is willing to carry weight, not when he is chasing quick wins.

That weight is heavy, but it is the only thing that produces trust.

So I’m stepping out of electoral politics, for good.

I don’t see myself as a contender, and I don’t see myself as a candidate for anything, now or later.

From here on, I’m committing myself to the National Pact of Wisdom, in service, outside competition.

The initiative itself stands outside parties and outside races: no candidates, no lists, no electoral deals.

It isn’t built to win power.

It is built to restore a public standard, speech that can be answered for, not speech that escapes into delay.

If it can’t be checked, it can’t carry authority.

Public life turns words into a record.

Not a metaphorical record, real record, something you can quote, something you can screenshot, something that outlives an apology and keeps its date even after its tone has been revised.

A record doesn’t care who you are.

Either a person can answer for what he says, openly, in a way anyone can check, or the public square becomes an engine of delay, explanations multiply, responsibility thins out, and “later” starts governing more than law does.

The Pact refuses the escape.

When words don’t have to answer for themselves, delay becomes cover. Wrongdoing stops carrying consequences. Decisions turn into stories.

Meanwhile, the same people keep their time. When words do have to answer for themselves, delay stops being a hiding place.

Questions get their place back.

Oversight becomes normal.

Equality before the law starts taking the same shape for everyone.

If I can’t stand behind a statement later, silence is cheaper than pretending.

I’m willing to live with the screenshot.

The nationalism I believe in isn’t flag-rhetoric.

It is care for what is common, one law, not two doors, honor that can be proven, responsibility that does not change depending on who is involved.

The Albanianism I stand for is civic dignity, a pledge that gets kept, hospitality that doesn’t demean, work that isn’t pushed into the shadows, family as the first place we learn limits and freedom, without turning any of it into props for speeches.

And my Western orientation is not a photo-op and not a song.

It is a state’s measure, the standard of equality before the law.

A state holds only as long as it holds its own equality.

When equality is postponed, democracy hollows out.

When equality is upheld, freedom takes form, not just sound.

It isn’t a moral poster.

It is a discipline of public life, words that can be checked, decisions that carry consequences, a standard that doesn’t bend for “ours” and “theirs.”

When that discipline is missing, delay becomes habit.

When delay becomes habit, injustice settles in without needing to shout.

That is why the path that feels right to me now is the path of real tables in real rooms, face-to-face conversations with ordinary citizens, village by village, neighborhood by neighborhood, city by city, across Albania and the Diaspora.

I come as a citizen and as an author to speak about the Pact of Wisdom, about a Thinking Albania, about an Albanianism that demands equality, and a Western standard that demands seriousness.

An honest invitation is enough.

If you invite me, you’ll be able to quote me back, word for word.

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