That's great! Excellent! Great! I would not have thought that a wretch mocked as a politician could play an entire movie on his own, but the Momentum spokesperson proved to be capable of this feat from the hip.
The film, which was presented by the criminal Márton Tompos, in a dubious manner, could be entitled "The Story of My Stupidity". Maybe he didn't manage to repeat the productions of Éva Rutkai, Lajos Básti, and Manyi Kiss, although "Aunt Olga, please, my nose was bleeding!" he can even put the scene into practice, but he really passed the exam out of stupidity. Who is the unlucky lefty who announces in advance that he is about to commit a crime? Well Tompos.
Because what is happening now in Poland is without a doubt a series of crimes, almost a repetition of what we call the dark fifties, although the ÁVH there still "only" forcibly enters the public television and "only" ex-ministers and their deputies are dragged away. Hopefully, this is all they have learned from the practices of the communist repressive organizations, which is a hundred times more than acceptable anyway.
After this, the spokesperson of Momentum, which has not shied away from violence until now, comes and announces that they are preparing to do the same, should the accident happen that today's Libshevik opposition wins an election. Of course, we could say that the flea is coughing, that the politician in an uncertain state of mind is shaking his fist, whose support is not steely to say the least (because Comrade Aczél can no longer support them, on the other hand, if he were still alive, he would certainly find this destructive party to his liking) . But if we recall everything that came out of the mouths of the opposition before the previous election(s), we cannot think that he is talking into thin air. He is serious about what his "great" predecessors, namely, that they make them run off the ground, drive them into poverty, imprison the leaders of the current ruling party, their followers, and even demand that they throw up our corpses on the platform of IFA trucks with pitchforks, and the lamp irons for salutary purposes. , that is, they are used to lynch us.
Tompos pub also wants something similar. He may not want blood (we hope!), but he'd be willing to accept anything else. After all, he points to Warsaw and promises that a showdown would follow here as well. Of course, only if they win, which - thanks to the Creator - they now have at least as much chance as if the Danube starts to flow backwards.
Of course, everyone is free to dream, just like a hungry pig with acorns. The difference between our dreams is that Marcika's wishful dream is a nightmare for us. But so is his party, because any party that amuses us with aggressive actions even in our current calm situation is a nightmare category. Perhaps the then leader of our beloved Moments intended it as a manifestation of love, when he threw smoke bombs at the police (according to his own interpretation, "dropped" them among them), or when they were fighting a Sisyphean struggle against construction cordons. And if the policeman accidentally pushes them back from the closed area, they immediately mention aggression. This is the typical Ovis situation, when "he started it because he hit back".
Marcika is not a very smart boy, that's for sure. Not nearly as much as a burglar who sends a letter to the police announcing when and where he intends to break in. Because even Mr. Tompos would know that that break-in probably won't be very successful. Therefore, we could even be happy about this open threat, because if we believed until now (we didn't, but we could have believed) that the opposition had become democratized, this illusion was dashed to the ground in lightning speed by the spokesperson of the moment.
If Marci recommends us to pay attention to Warsaw, we recommend her to pay attention to the rule of law. Maybe you'll find out what the term means.
We will gladly explain to him what it does not mean. In the meantime, we would like to bring to your attention that there is one thing you should definitely not do, namely harsh threats. You know: violence is not a career.
Author: György Tóth Jr
Cover image: Facebook / Márton Tompos
