Down with the one-bit Rogán propaganda, forward on the path of clown-head-emoji comment wars! Collectively, we are bored of squirming, well, let's switch to toning! Written by Francesca Rivafinoli.
Many people have already written a variety of things, sometimes it seems as if the matter is starting to go too far - but perhaps that is precisely why it is justified to finally stop for a few minutes, to peel off everything that has been imposed on the outside, generously ignoring everything that we have not personally witnessed:
let's finally look at the matter itself. He revealed his own, undistorted, manifestations directly to us.
Quite simply, we have a perfect person in front of us.
When you have to create the image of a disillusioned old fiend in Partizan, then
as a right-wing person belonging to the national side" states:
"I will never be on the other side. This is my family, this is my bond, this is my socialization" . I have to live here, I have to die, almost. At the same time, he feels that he should not feel that the audience of the Spinoza Theater might even feel discomfort from a declared right-wing national figure, so he comes to them - in his empathic way - and clarifies in a hurry before any misunderstandings arise:
Basically, I'm a liberal person.
or so I declare myself to be, no matter how blasphemous it is”. He then mentions the reactions he received from his now naturally only "former" side (for example, about the person who called him a "snotty spine" with a less than elegant expression, he notes en passant from the high horse with a calm and unflappable face that the person "isn't of much use was in life"). Anyway, his parents took him several times to Mérleg Street when he was young, where he received small "gadgets" from uncle Iván Pető.
Gadgets, we mean, that's how they say the six-sided fridge magnet in Belpesti.
It then goes to Válasz Online and
from there he self-consciously tells the Mandiner that he was actually a liberal only when he was 9-10 years old,
"if at all, a 9-10-year-old child can have any political orientation" , but at the age of ten he is already photographed with a Fidesz balloon. He presents to every audience exactly what they want to hear, isn't such a politician a symptom?
On the text level, in the picture illustrating the introduction of the community that built "civilian" Hungary, we see a male genitalia with the appropriate obscene expression
- the Szende conservative will applaud the text, the Alpár left-liberal will applaud the picture, suum cuique, as it should be.
Source: Screen photo/talpramagyarok.hu
In one of his brainstorming sessions, he lamented why Judit Varga had to resign in February this year, even though they, that is, the Péter Magyars, built it with such sacrificial work; this resignation was "a bit of a slap in my face" and also the last straw - the sympathetic ex-husband tells us in the victim pose, and we shudder with sympathy at how much this really hurt the unfortunate person.
To reveal almost simultaneously in another interview,
how infinitely incompatible Judit Varga's current relationship with Fidesz's position was,
and we should nod in recognition for bravely pointing out what "political and legal nonsense" this was, in fact, an unacceptable anomaly for many months. Thirteen percent to the clairvoyant sage, but izibe'! (I could ask the question that if Judit Varga had not resigned, and Péter Magyar would not have felt slapped in the face because of this, but would have taken a job at one of Lőrinc Mészáros's companies, as he had originally intended, strictly in the spirit of "We will not be the serfs and servants of the new landlords", because in his opinion there is no other substantial employer in this country, so if that had been the case, Judit Varga's conflict of interest would still not be a problem, would it?
but I don't ask such a question, because Tóni doesn't pay, so why should I bother with teasing.)
He fights with intoxicating relentlessness for a "new, democratic" Hungary, where "every Hungarian person matters" - but in the meantime, he even finds time to put the focus on Mandiner's Facebook post "András Hont spoke again to Péter Magyar", illustrated with a picture of András Hont within the next three minutes, comment on the question: "Who is he anyway?".
Down with the one-bit Rogán propaganda, forward on the path of clown-head-emoji comment wars! Collectively, we are bored of squirming, well, let's switch to toning!
Let's point out: the thing to know about propaganda is that "if you blather on something for long enough, people tend to believe it sooner or later", then let's blather unflinchingly that our critics are Karmelita's puppets one by one!
In fact (as he explained to Katalin Rangos), he was considering going on stage one day and taking on a public role, and based on the first feedback in February - seeing how much love he was received in pubs and cultural centers
for example, in Szabolcs, where he "went" for a day with his ex-girlfriend
(which divorcee living in a relationship would not have this kind of spontaneous country travel programs) - so "after a few days", "after two weeks", i.e. around February 24, it was decided that he really wanted to go home; but on February 20, when Mandiner, referring to information from opposition circles, accompanied by a picture of a sofa, wrote that "Péter Magyar can become a politician" , he carefully commented that from the news "The sofa is fine. Have a good time! ".
And the audience was able to laugh loudly at the "propagandist" spreading the brake skin, only to now, barely a month and a half later, listen to the behind-the-scenes secrets of the long-prepared statesman candidate's blundering.
The people are breathing a sigh of relief because they are finally not being tortured with a Péter Márki-Zay, who described rural voters as "unfortunate, deceived, uninformed" people; now finally here is the tie-wearing revolutionary who is standing against the big-faced NER guys in Nike shoes for 47,990 forints bought at Balázs Kicks, who tells us that he heard in "many" families that "grandchildren took the laptop to their grandparents in small villages and sat the grandmother down to do this let's take a look, and after that the grandmother scratched her head like this .
Giant!
Moreover, it didn't teach me how to think in the education system that was destroyed by NER
instead of IT, young people treated with theology and ethics simultaneously use laptops to bring knowledge to the age group of the Katalins of Karikó
- a serious miracle happened here, no question.
But who wouldn't be impressed by a person who during an interview, who tries to interrupt his several-minute monologue with questions here and there, firmly orders the journalist to order, saying "let me finish, thank you very much".
on the other hand, when he questioned his ex-wife back home, he took the word back on average every three seconds,
obviously out of politeness, so that your spouse doesn't have to tire himself with a lot of voice training.
"Modern, European" Hungary is being built here, "instead of the world my current master" - sounds the promise, and there is an example of concrete implementation: "Listen, Ervin, if I become the mayor of a village one day, then you will be the head of the studio , if I will not be like that, then you will be different" . And the audience laughs and applauds; perhaps hoping that
in addition to culture, in the field of economy, there are spans selected for the sake of fun by a single person to build a qualitatively more European country.
And let's face it, this is indeed an achievement worthy of recognition: two months before the EP elections, the crowd, disillusioned with the NER, is waving a blank check and cheering on a politician operating with Orbán's rhetoric, who has already allocated a position to Ervin Nagy as his sympathizer without applying.
however, he has not yet provided information on what he thinks about war, migration and the so-called LGBTQ rights.
While it is written in the same place where "do not be afraid", "Let your speech be: yes - yes, no - no".
Source and featured image: Mandiner
