They go, full of emphatic little "p" and "f", on the soft, cushioned, not a bit bumpy path of nobody's self-realization, and all of a sudden, when a light comes on in their frontal spine, they start screaming, "Sándor Sándor ak... your mother!". That's right! What courage!
P. Lili (the "P" is not silent at all, it's a very emphatic little "P", everyone is free to say to themselves the first thing that comes to mind about this "P" in relation to Lilike!) you must not have read Turn to Psmith ! novel, and he won't do it anymore, because it will soon be completely banned, because it is "heteronormative", "too white" and "oppressive". Lord of the Flies and Steinbeck's Of and Men have just been removed from the must-read list for the same reasons , to give way to the "work" of someone unknown and unread.
This and this is what the brave new world will be like in the West, oh, let's not forget, at some university in Scotland they put an attention-grabbing sign on The Old Fisherman and the Sea because it "contains disturbing scenes about fishing", well, really, so this world is being prepared, "so life is not difficult, half sugar half honey", P. Lili - that's all...
So Turn to Psmith. Remember the Psmith ad?
“Turn to Psmith!!! Psmith Will Help! Psmith Handles Everything! Do You Need Someone To Handle Your Litigation? For Someone Who Takes Care of Your Business? For Someone Who Walks Their Dog? To Someone Who Kills Your Aunt? Psmith Get it done! Crime Is Not An Obstacle! Any Job You Have (Provided It Doesn't Have To Work With Fish), Contact Psmith!”
P. Lili and his comrades also posted their ad.
Contact P. Lili!!! P. Lili will help! P. Lili takes care of everything! Do you need someone to liberate your school? Who cancels class? Who abolishes all ancient authority, unnecessary knowledge, effort, and compulsory reading? Need someone to assassinate politicians you don't like? Not a problem! Please contact P. Lili for any assignment you have (provided that you do not have to deal with any normality)!
Now tell me! The "huge crowd" also gathered yesterday to take care of matters after P. Lili.
They go, full of emphatic little "p" and "f", on the soft, cushioned, not a bit bumpy path of nobody's self-realization, and all of a sudden, when a light comes on in their frontal spine, they start screaming, "Sándor Sándor ak... your mother!".
That's right! What courage!
"O1G" and "Sándor Pintér, ak... your mother!" - this is political innovation, and it takes so long. Also, they didn't do the former either, but an alcoholic, traitor-turned-wretch who wrote the "mark" on the wall one night, and since then it's remained with them. And, of course, the wretch who became a traitor was also righted immediately, everyone is righted in these cases, even the not-so-small arrowhead Vona could be righted, Katalin Rangos herself put the kosher seal on him in the Spinoza house. Nothing new under the sun.
And lo and behold, here is the next act, the "new generation", aka... an army of mothering little dwarfs, led by P. Lili, who, according to another video, says this after the Hír TV crew was "chased off" at the head of the pack:
"I wonder what Hír TV will lie about on public TV after this, but it would be good if they didn't do it, because they come from our taxes".
But this p. is smart!
Because, isn't it, Hír TV is not on public TV, but a private TV. And there is a little problem with this tax too. Because P. Lili certainly doesn't pay taxes, and neither do the other little "p"s and "fs" who are mothers, since they are still "learning", but they won't after that, because this rubbish dictatorship gave them a tax exemption when they were 25 years old. And as we know, these here will go to the West anyway, where they never have to read Golding, Steinbeck, and Hemingway only carefully, in the safe space, because it is so disturbing.
So leave the tax P. Lili, that's not your genre. Your genre is the Red Brigades, and to "chase" the Hír TV crew, of course, in a pack, because you are as brave as the ones at the end of the village, individually you are cowardly little s... and infinitely stupid.
About this Hír TV persecution, Toldi reminded me, don't worry, you never have to read it, because it's completely "unnecessary", but I'll copy the relevant part here:
""Hey guys! there sits a grouse by himself, / He put his nose under his wing in a big boo; / Gunnyaszt, or dead already? let's see if it flies? / The palanquin must be knocked all round!« / As if a nymph was thrown among dogs, / The sly boys caught the conversation, / The plank bastion was eaten by Miklós, / Miklós "gloats" about his failure. / Because it is easy to overcome, easy not only with reason, / But also with fists, and to grasp with hands, / That only he is annoyed by all this thick banter, / Which sometimes did not go far from his head.
Toldi tolerates it, though not with peace; / He wrestles with the revolted fury of his great soul; / Then he convinces himself and tolerates with contempt, / how Szolganep makes fun of him. / Because this people would have suffered from his wrath, / They would have fallen from his vengeful arm, / Like that of Samson, of whom it is written, / That he beat a thousand pagans to death with a jawbone. / Miklós tolerated it, tolerated it as long as he could, / He took revenge by not even picking it up; / He showed it as if he didn't even notice, / He wouldn't even move his ears to the loud banging. / But, when a spear hit his shoulder bone, / He became terribly angry at him, / And he took the piece of millstone on which he was sitting, / He threw it among the annoying people of György Toldi.”
Do you understand? Not us? Never mind. It's not for you either...
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