László Szily, the son of 444 and a prominent Hungarian representative of sarcastic journalism, wrote a four-line article with a title laden with spelling errors about the fact that the Prime Minister posted on Facebook about a sign on which quotes from his speech delivered on August 20 last year were engraved.
"Viktor Orbán posted that a metal sign was installed on the wall at his workplace, on which quotes from him were engraved", proclaims the title, which in itself deserves a separate analysis, but even more interesting is the author's conclusion that the
"FB post indicates that the Prime Minister quasi-officially regards his own thoughts as law".
Whether this iron logic stems from the inherent genius of the author of the serial blog, or whether the mind-altering agents are still rocketing Szily from the grayness of everyday life into the realm of colors, or whether he is reading the Prime Minister's thoughts with his magic glasses, is difficult to decide, in any case, it would hardly occur to a sane person that Viktor Orbán officially considers his own thoughts as law. This mentality is much more characteristic of neoliberalism, and if someone, the front man of 444 - as an affected person - should really know this, just as a journalist should also know the concept of able speech.
By the way, the relevant part of the summoned text sounded like this:
"Just like nature and the movement of the stars, there are also laws for survival and preservation. And once we have understood, we must engrave them on the pillars of Hungary so sharply that no generation can take their eyes off them."
And then came the list, which in Szily's reading is a "collection of nationalist bon mots". I didn't manage to write this correctly either, but sponge on it.
- Home is only as long as there is someone to love it!
- Every Hungarian child is a new guard!
- Truth is worthless without power!
- We only have what we can protect!
- Every match lasts until we win it!
- Only the country has a border, the nation does not!
- No single Hungarian is alone!
bonmot is a literary term of French origin, which in its narrowest sense is a short, joking saying consisting of only one or two words that humorously and aptly characterizes a situation .
So, it's time to start laughing, holding our stomachs, because home is - as such - an outdated concept, nonsense worth laughing at. Then the Hungarian children will come soon, so it's all a bad joke, they'll be another big ecological footprint trampling nothingness, anyway, why give birth when the bright-eyed Arab and African supply is unlimited? Anyway, what does this Fat Man think of himself, does he seriously see women as incubators?
And what does it mean that the truth is worth little without power? Pure hilarity! What kind of truth does a dictator talk about anyway? The philosopher's stone is owned by the liberals, the mention of force evokes distinctly fascist voices, anyway, we, the peasants of Mucsa, could finally understand that everything is relative, so there is no such thing as absolute truth or force. And this sick desire for possession and defense, in addition to being ridiculous, goes against universal human rights, especially the principles of an open society, which are the only ones that save us. Phew!
But it is also time for us to realize that the concept of winner and loser is also an expired record, and in the beautiful new world everyone will be a winner - everyone will be liberal - there will be no fights, because this fight will be the final one, the one that has just been torn apart and Szily's experts fight against us laughing. And if we've had a good laugh at ourselves, we can still laugh a little at the fact that we are Hungarians and think in terms of a nation.
How funny are these 444 guys, right?
However, there is a tiny, tiny problem here, it is evident that they have been forced into a minority. In this way, we can say out loud, accompanied by a generous, pitying half-smile, that
"the dog barks, the caravan moves".
Cover photo: Viktor Orbán's Facebook page
