If you managed to turn the Olympic opening into a huge woke-LGBTQ-dragqueen show, let's ask the exciting question! Written by Áron Ambrózy.
It is a recurring theme at every Pride in Budapest that even today it is incredibly difficult to live as one of the letters of the LGBTQ salad, but how bad it was in the 2000s, especially in the '90s. Let's fact-check whether this was really the case in Hungary!
I remember the 2000s less, but not because he was a more decent musician: he was charmingly boring, apart from the bastard Gyurcsány and the communists. Of course, a few not-so-intelligent far-right gophers went out to rave about Pride, but their state of excitement was more due to the fact that the LGBTQ brand arrived spectacularly in Hungary. Previously, the people involved only celebrated themselves at a few hidden events and film screenings, and it never occurred to them to require the boring cis-hetero majority to attend as a mandatory program. Then the extreme right also disappeared, or they changed, and they no longer wanted to cure chaos in Andráss with dice. Or they realized that protesting on warm asphalt is tiring and pointless, which is a clear sign of brain activity.
And of course, "Don't throw the bus!" was said. a call from the police, which was later turned into an anti-gay state outburst by propaganda, even though this is the most basic warning if we want to live in a peaceful, mutually respectful, polite, plant-eating society.
But actually, anyone was as interested in the sexual orientation of others as they are in contemporary poetry: apart from a few embittered fools and social scientists who make a living, no one was. Surprisingly, this became a central issue for us when, in the absence of anything else meaningful to say, it was raised to the most important current issue on a global level. Identity politics was installed as default software in the empty heads, so that honest voters would worry about things and be outraged about things that do not affect the deals of the multinational companies operating a close united front with the globalists replacing the traditional left.
The members of the LGBTQ letter salad were doing just fine until they were called to be oppressed.
An excellent example of this is that in the 1990s, it was common knowledge that a lot of famous, famous, adored, popular musicians liked cookies instead of girls gathering behind the stage. And who cares? No one in particular. It didn't even occur to us whether we would protest or not go to, say, a Judas Priest concert because of Rob Halford, because with this extremely important decision we support or oppose the rights-enhancing struggle of people belonging to the LGBTQ community. Really, everyone, everyone in the whole world has been beaten.
In addition, the Capella and the other very public pubs of the time were full. Ordinary cis-hetero faces went to these clubs, because in addition to dating, you could marvel at a transvestite performer without any pressure, which was still interesting and special at the time. They loved this attention, they were very grateful when someone (someone!!!) innocently asked them what was so good about cookies.
Then, like a raid, 30 years passed, and problems such as never before came into focus, that gay people need you to treat them as straight, but at the same time celebrate them for their gayness. (And how? - editor.) And that they have to feed the doll, otherwise they will be sad. Okay, just before there was a public consensus that LGBTQ was a subculture, let's leave them alone with all the bullshit. And just as the state does not provide children for fashionistas and metalheads, it has nothing to do with Village People and George Michael fans.
Because these are already matters in which heterosexuals who were previously harmless bystanders and markedly uninterested in the bedroom secrets of gays have also had an opinion. It's quite overwhelming for some of them. In the same way that introducing mandatory pride weeks and months in their workplace did not cause unclouded happiness in outsiders, let's say as a software engineer you have to listen to a completely stupid and completely bloated little lady's lectures about HRS, what is the situation with our fellow LGBTQ people. Because who cares about this in the form of a scientific military gender presentation? In the end, you get a circular from the CEO that you have to spend the hottest summer day with a parade on Andrássy instead of a vacation, because you have to believe in the values represented by the company, inclusivity and diversity, otherwise there will be no raise. Then the worker goes home, turns on Netflix, and sees that the conflict between the Sith and the Jedi in Star Wars is actually about the patriarchy not allowing the lesbian witch community to use abnormal powers and freely exercise their reproductive rights.
And this really makes everyone's temples start throbbing that, well, this is too much, kids!
Contrary to the statements made at Pride in Budapest, no, the life of the members of the LGBTQ letter salad did not get better because everything was about them. Having to deal with them all the time didn't make them better, because according to the law of effect-reaction, any pressure causes anger. This is why the strange situation has arisen, that while the multis order the worker out to parade, Lady Dömper's drag queen performances have been relegated to the suburbs, only a few tourists accidentally wander into the formerly popular gay bars, and all sane people run away when the topic is brought up. since it is impossible to say something that would meet the expectations of the lobby.
In contrast to the cheerful and rainbow-filled '90s, which admired each other, were interested in others and accepted everyone, we managed to bring together a bleak and gray phalanster in the name of progress, in which everyone cherishes their own, unspoken and unspeakable frustration at home, between the four walls. A big round of applause for the LGBTQ lobby! We almost managed to build a better world.
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