The publicist of Főtér wrote a very instructive opinion piece entitled I have enough...

After the weekend hockey party, I remembered (again) Sabin Gherman's famous and infamous sentence from 1998:

I'm tired of Romania!

Well, I can't get enough of Romania. Mainly because I live here. And (odd as it may seem) I am loyal to him. Mainly because I pay taxes here. And then because with everything I do, in the best case - understand, if I don't do it wrong - I (also) make Romania grow. As a Hungarian. In other words, as someone who is smeared with shit again - who knows how many times. So, I can't get enough of Romania, but I can get enough of quite a few things!

The framework of bed-time hysteria:

the Romanian hockey team lost to Hungary on Sunday. It happens. After the match, the team's Székely players (or twelve) stood in front of the stands and supposedly (because there are those who think they didn't) sang the Székely national anthem together with the fans. Well, that caused the blood-steaming nuclear bomb to explode.

it was started by Sorin Grindeanu, who failed several times but somehow always bounced back (now Deputy Prime Minister and Minister of Transport). Then they followed: the vice-president (he also demanded the resignation of Minister Tánczos Barna, because he was there at the match and was obviously rooting for the Hungarians), PSD president Marcel Ciolacu AUR , pseudo-political pseudo-analysts , journalists , Ilie "Nasty" Năstase (who wants to sue Slovenia TOO in his oniony rage), who only had a pen in his hand or a microphone in front of his mouth.

Then more civilized opinions began to appear: sports commentator Costi Mocanu, for example, noted that there would not be so much hysteria if the protagonists were not Hungarian. Emil Hossu-Longin, the TVR sports journalist, who happened to be there at the match, said : the Székely hockey players did not even sing, they just stood in front of the fans singing the Székely national anthem, and not for the first time, because the ominous scene involved all four of the national team took place after his match. Of course, the Hungarian side also spoke: Tánczos Barna , Kelemen Hunor , Csoma Botond , Eduárd Novák , etc.

I'm highlighting the grossest brainstorming, all the more so because it came from : this figure accuses the Székely hockey players of net treason and of selling the game to the Hungarians. Let me add, perhaps not independently of all of this: the management's mandate expires this year... (Yes, in the meantime, left .)

And then: I really try to understand the psyche of the narrators of a young country. And I am not saying that Romania is a young country. message of the pseudo-minority state president Klaus Ionopotchivanoc Iohannis , which he blurted out on May 10, on the official day of Romania's independence (or his copywriter put it in front of him):

"In 1877, Romania declared its independence, thereby taking an important step towards national unity and a European position. (…) The great powers took note of the birth of a country…”

In fact, it is a welcome thing that he admits: the country where he currently serves as pseudo-president is not thousands of years old, as the army of pseudo-historians, pseudo-academics, pseudo-politicians, and pseudo-patriots say, roaring and roaring year after year.

So, I try to understand the advocates of this young country. The majority general staff of a young country - in the worst case at all, in the best case under the surface - cannot and does not want to be tolerant towards the minorities living in its garden, unless they are reduced to a kind of protected, reserve ornamental species. (Or aphoristically: Many of us are weeds, few are lilies.) And we still don't want to run out, damn it!

Well, I'm really tired of being caught (me, you, dear reader, and the Hungarian community in Romania in general) as a jackass as often as necessary, and they beat me, with us, whoever they want. performance of vice-president Ionopot : we know that PSD had to be crushed. And with whom did the vice president beat the opponent? With us. And now there is a situation: inflation is roaring (not the economy), the interest rate is climbing up with seven-mile steps, the state is borrowing at unprecedented interest rates, etc., so there is enough trouble in Căpeni, i.e. Köpec.

And I'm fed up with something else: the common indifference of the European Union. Let's remember: the EU blindly turned its eyes to heaven when the Catalans who went to the independence referendum were beaten like horses by the Spanish police. However, Spain (and Catalonia) is not a young country. The EU is attacking us (also) from above: it's no use beating the table with Minority SafePack, no use protesting, warning, speaking up. The EU's only policy in this regard is to turn a blind eye. Because they know very well there in Brussels that this whole barrel of Central-Eastern European and Balkan gunpowder was put together by the civilized West more than a hundred years ago.

I repeat: I am not tired of Romania, nor of the EU. I am up to my neck with the attitudes described above. And what can I do? Pretty much the same as before. I pay taxes, and I do my job, I hope, well. As a Romanian citizen, but as a person belonging to the Hungarian nation. And I try to make Romanian citizens of the Romanian nation understand that this is not treason. Even by learning how to play hockey a little, albeit to the extent of a hearty bodice.

Photo: Dávid Vörös/MJSZ