No time to delay! If you also want to become a member of the European Parliament (which is financially very worthwhile!), apply now or immediately, because the deadline is coming up. A messiah named Péter Magyar will decide if he is suitable for the task.

The Petyas are great democrats, as their call for applications clearly proves. Among other things, they write:

"we give the opportunity to every Hungarian citizen who feels the vocation and has a vision for Europe and Hungary to represent our country in the European Union."

Hooray! Great, prime and wonderful! This is the professional solution! Don't let an experienced politician represent Hungary in Brussels! Come on, turners, cleaners, ballet dancers and stonemasons, and sports fishermen, the future is yours, because you are real civilians. You have no idea about politics or representative work, but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that you want to. It doesn't matter what, but very much.

Of course, the application has strict conditions. Let's see what they are like!

• Hungarian citizenship (Hungarian citizens living abroad can also apply);

• Criminal record and right to vote (if selected, moral certificate);

• A clear and positive vision of the future of our country, Europe and their relationship;

• Fluent English language skills;

• Excellent relationship-building and communication skills, as well as conflict management skills;

• Reliability and commitment to democratic values ​​and practices;

• Standing for European Union values ​​free from extremism;

• Merits and proven successes in civilian professional or community life.

Well, I would almost meet these conditions. I am a Hungarian citizen, I have the right to vote, although I am uncertain about impunity. Because when I was young, I was often cornered or forced to my knees. Now is this a punishment or not?

I also have a positive vision for Hungary, under Hungarian leadership it will be born here in three weeks in Canaan, flowing with milk and honey. However, it is a fact that, given the current conditions, I cannot say the same about Europe. Or yes, because if I operate successfully in Brussels for a few decades, that will certainly be positive.

I have hyperpassive English skills, and my ability to create relationships cannot be overestimated enough. My role model in conflict management is our great leader, Petike, who also handled conflicts wonderfully with his wife.

It is true that this kind of treatment did not fill the woman with genuine joy, but that does not matter. The technique is also known: you have to humiliate him every day, make him feel that he is good for nothing, and of course make secret recordings, and then blackmail the filthy Fidesz-Bérence. I hope this is what the poet had in mind regarding proper conflict management.

I am reliable and committed to democratic values ​​and practice. You have to take to the streets, harass reporters and drive my supporters into a lynching mood. And whoever wants to ask me unpleasant questions, I will hunt them down.

Democratically, because the question comes from either side, I will equally propagandize the villain in question.

I stand for European Union values ​​free from extremism, such as unlimited and uncontrolled migration, LGBTQ running amok, the destruction of the gender identity of our children and grandchildren, anti-Christianity, self-surrender, providing a free path for Islamic radicals and terrorists, abolishing the backward institution of the family, feticide called abortion as a human right declaration, the unlimited support of the Ukrainians to the last man, as well as the merciless action against the country led by the dirty Fidesz.

These are European values, if I guess correctly.

However, there is a problem with the last condition. Although I have civil activities, I have also gained merits, but not very much on the side that Péter Magyar-kodó likes. For example, I am a regular participant and correspondent of the Peace Marches, but what might be an even greater sin in his eyes, I am also a spiritual defender of the country.

Well, now I'm down. Well, I confess, I only wrote a favorable rating for Magyar-kodo because I would gladly accept the monthly representative allowance of many thousands of euros and I would gladly take advantage of the unlimited corruption opportunities provided by the Union. So far, no one has had any problems.

Dear God, are tens of thousands of people really praising this barrel speaker? Are there really so many people who can bury their heads in the sand? Do so many people really buy and use eye shields? Do so many people really harbor an unquenchable hatred for the Christian-conservative side?

And are there really self-proclaimed unfortunates who believe that they can be EU representatives if they write all kinds of things to this scumbag?

Assuming, but not allowing, that Péter Magyar can somehow run in the June elections, does anyone think that anyone else besides him can win a representative mandate?

I hope he won't either, but we can't be sure of that, because we already had it once when two anti-Hungarian figures were included in the EP. According to the state of things today - and the public opinion survey - this disaster will probably not be repeated, which could still lead to the fate called Magyar. God save this tragedy from happening!

Because this Hungarian is a pro at saying nothing, inciting hatred, lying and aggressiveness, and unfortunately there are always people who like it. We can only hope that - quoting and reshaping a classic - there will be many, but not enough.

At his rally on Saturday, Péter Magyar announced that he is recruiting representatives from among the sons of the people for the EP elections, in a party that does not yet exist. In a Facebook post three days later, he also noted that the opportunity to apply has already opened on his website with a new (like) logo - and the deadline is Wednesday midnight. That means it's midnight today. It's serious, isn't it? In any case, those who really take the offer seriously (only here, only now, only for you), apply. He has a day and a half. Tick ​​tock…