Good morning, children, I hope you are already awake! Because I'm telling you a true story. About the piglet and the wolf coma. You know, the wolf begs first one leg, then the other, into the piglet's house, and finally gets all the way in, only for the piglet to tie it in a sack and pour hot water on the piglet. The problem is that the story is different today.

There is our little pig, let's call him Europig for the sake of simplicity (although he behaves the same way in the USA or even Canada, he could even be a World Pig, but luckily the pig's mind has not yet gone everywhere). So, my friends, it was once, but only once.

How did our Europig get to the wolf's belly?

The ordas came and begged: "Piggy, they are chasing me, I'm a refugee!" Let one of my legs in!

And the pig said: - Alas, poor thing, then I will save your skin! If you are a Syrian pig, I will not ask you for documents, I believe that you are not yet 18 when you are 100 years old.

One leg is in! Because Euromalac shouts: Willkommenskultur! Wir schaffen das! And he also believed that the wolf would assimilate, take over the habits of the pigs, work like a diligent bee and the wolf cubs would replace the piglets missing from the herd of pigs. Piece by piece.

Europig also believes, because the wolf said, that the wolf has a human right to put his foot where he likes, and he wants to make the other pigs believe this as well. The UN even passes a resolution on this, which of course the smarter pigs do not accept. But poof! The second leg is in.

Yes, but too many wolves are gathering, so Europig wants the other pigs to "voluntarily" let the wolves into his house. And since there are still piglets that don't want this, he starts threatening. He has the corn basket, he does not give it to those who do not voluntarily ask from the wolves. Oops, the third leg is in.

Where's the bag, piggy? Don't you see what the wolves are up to? They explode, they are violent, they write it on their blackboard, today's offer: Pig steak.

But there are other kinds of wolves. They were transferred from a pig.

  • We are being chased! Take action against hate! Let's march and glorify otherness!

The first leg is in!

  • Let us be among the smallest pigs, because we have to teach them to love otherness! And the old pigs (meaning: parent pigs) shut up, because they are racists and homophobes!

And Europig lets in the other leg of the wolf. In fact, there may be a third, because there are many mentally ill Europigs and a decision is made that male wolves can give birth as well. They can't, but they have the right to.

What about the fourth leg? Don't worry, it will soon be time to be different.

And Europig puffs away with self-confidence, because he is certainly not afraid of the hungry wolf, but no! He has no intention of holding a bag for the wolf, he never shouts "Hot water for the bald man!", on the contrary. He heats up the oven so that when the horde gets all the way into his house, the poor rascal doesn't have to bother with the fire. Europig respectfully takes the lemon in his mouth and settles down in the oven. Bon appetit, wolf coma!

Today there are still pigs who do not ask from the wolves, but for how long? What if the piggies could decide who would rather howl with the wolves?

Caution! If we cry wolf, we do it because they are really here among us. It would be nice if we didn't become Europigs. So good morning kids, wake up!

(Cover graphic: Dezső Macskássy)