Partnerstvo za otvorenu upravu (OGP)

Keeling sat down by the fire.{173}Partnerstvo za otvorenu upravu (OGP) je dobrovoljna meunarodna inicijativa, pokrenuta 2011. godine, koja promovie multilateralnu saradnju, podrava i pomae razvoj otvorenosti, transparentnosti i odgovornosti uprave kroz otvorenu saradnju predstavnika dravne uprave, prvenstveno sa civilnim drutvom, ali i drugim segmentima drutva s ciljem promocije i poveanja transparentnosti, borbe protiv korupcije i aktivnog ukljuivanja i osnaivanja uea graana i civilnog sektora u kreiranje javnih politika. Crna Gora se OGP-u prikljuila 13. februara 2012. godine i kao zemlja uesnica potpisala deklaraciju o otvorenoj Vladi.

"Nastaviemo sa reformom javne uprave, kako bi bila racionalnija, efikasnija i pruala kvalitetne usluge za graane i privredu. To znai jaanje vladavine prava, transparentnosti i odgovornosti u javnom sektoru kao servisu graana."

Duko Markovi, predsjednik Vlade Crne Gore, 28. novembar 2016.

Piite nam ukoliko imate neko pitanje, predlog ili ideju u vezi sa Partnerstvom za otvorenu upravu u Crnoj Gori.

"His life is spared till after the conference," said the treasurer; "his freedom depends upon the disbanding of the Essex men."U ime drave Crne Gore, Partnerstvo za otvorenu upravu vodi Ministarstvo javne uprave.

    "Yes, it is," replied Oakley, fiercely, in some measure recovering from his confusion, and from the effects of the blow, "and, by the green wax! a strange way you have of claiming acquaintancewhat did you think, Tyler, I was going to do with the candlestick? Will not the Commons have churches of their own, when they obtain their rights, and would it not be a triumph over Lancaster, to have these brave candlesticks gracing our altars."Punish him by not giving him his slippers. Give them me instead, and Ill wear them when he comes to dinner.

    He was dismayed by the lack of local enthusiasm. He dug up one or two of his own pastures and planted wheat; he even sacrificed ten acres of his precious hops,[Pg 410] but nobody seemed inclined to follow his example. The neighbourhood was ornately patriotic, flags flew from the oast-houses at Socknersh, union Jacks washed to delicate pastel shades by the chastening rainwhile the Standard misleadingly proclaimed that the Royal Family was in residence at Burntbarns. On Odiam the boys sang:

    Alice looked almost shocked at the notion of such unhallowed feet being thrust into these hardly less than sacred embroideries: it was as if her mother had suggested making a skirt out of the parrots and pomegranates that adorned the smart altar-cloth. But she divined that, in spite of her fathers inexplicable want of reverence for the Master (they had become Master and Helper, and sometimes she called him sir, much as Norah had called her father, but for antipodal reasons), there lurked behind his rather unseemly jokes a kindly intention towards herself. He might laugh at her, but somehow below that she felt (and she knew not how) that a part of him understood, and did not laugh. It was as if he knew what it meant to be in love, to thirst and to be unslaked, to be hungry and not to be fed.