I know. I’ma paranoid hater, a potty-mouthed dimwit. I was already all these years ago when I wrote that they were pillaging the country to rent land out to their cronies before selling it to them. Did they? They did. Was there an uproar? (Expletive) nope. There wasn’t one. Because why should Tom Tripe on the eighth floor care about land? He shouldn’t. He’s never had any, so that’s that. It doesn’t cross his mind that he’ll come a cropper too.
Now it’s not land they’re stealing (we’re beyond that now), but the very last sliver of democracy. This won’t send alarm bells ringing either, because you can’t eat it, heat your home with it, or even pin it onto your polyester pinny next to the soup bowl-sized kokárda. Then why should anyone give a damn? Now it’s the civil societies who are in their sights. It’s no surprise really, this pack of criminals announced it last year that this would be this year’s focus. And so it will. Be about this. They’ll explain it away too, and your average Monobrow Knucledragger in the street will believe it, because he believes everything. And even if he doesn’t, he’ll do nothing because it’s not his problem.
Little does he know that yes it is going to be his problem, and mine, and your children’s. What is all this hoopla anyway, all that’s happening is that the staff of civil organisations have to declare their property and income. So what? If they’re honest and don’t evade taxes, what does it matter? Transparency International and the Hungarian Helsinki Committee aren’t really worried, because their books are in order, and their economic activity is transparent. What could go wrong?
Everything. Anything. And it’s going to happen too, because this regime is endlessly unprincipled, and we are just as endlessly idiotic sheeple. In this country, nobody raises their voice even as the government takes the last piece of bread out of their kid’s hand. No problem, we have to go right down and hit rock bottom, because that’s how we like it around here. These assholes are going to destroy civil societies, but rest assured, they’ll get around to everyone. Everyone. They’ll beat us to death one by one. The civil societies have to submit a declaration of wealth because this will be the means of tormenting, defaming, and destroying their staff and management. And that will spell the end for civil societies. You couldn’t do this in any country regulated by the rule of law, but here, in this Godforsaken hole it’ll all be in a day’s work to remove anyone who stands in the way of the government’s ambitions. Not physically. Not yet. Because they have no scruples and encounter no resistance. Because they can shove anything down our throats and we’ll take it.
Indeed, let’s have everyone who’s ever received money from Soros give account of their finances. Or hasn’t, but is a thorn in the dictator’s side, so they’ll pretend they have. Because it was written in Magyar Idők. This will be enough for these and this is what the hoopla is about, nothing else. Kill everyone, down to the last person who dares to write the truth, who dares to defend the rule of law from their dictatorship.
Szilárd Németh didn’t even try to pretend that this wasn’t their aim.
“The fake civilians of the Soros empire are maintained to have national governments subjugated to the will of global capitalism and the world of political correctness. These societies must be curbed by any means possible, and I think they have to be expunged from here. I feel that the international opportunity to do this has arisen.”
This is what this servile pseudo-politician belched up. Everything’s in this, and this statement is one of the hardest hitting ones since the one named Orbán established his ring of cronies. If we don’t wake up super fast, this country, which is already limping, will plunge to such great depths that it won’t be able to recover in a hundred years. This entity that goes by the name of government has declared war on its own citizens. Openly, roaring with laughter. They’ll destroy you too, and me, the press, the media, individually and collectively. Until there’s nothing left but the flock of semi-illiterate spineless serfs and the uproariously partying ring of criminals.
This will be a clean sweep, and more or less the last one. I won’t have anyone telling me I’m going over the top. Anyone who’s ever studied history should try to remember how nicely and logically Hitler explained why Jews are toxic vermin. And remember – if you have something to remember with – how many good German patriots stood there applauding him. And then – when the nightmare was over – how many swore that they’d had no knowledge of anything.
TASZ aren’t scared. Nor is TI, or the Hungarian Helsinki Committee. Even though this is the last moment when fear could be harnessed. Soon there won’t be anything left to be fearful over. Not for them, not for the remaining – nongovernment-propaganda – media, or us, individually. The government and Szilárd Németh have announced a clean sweep. There’ll be a bloodbath, Orbán will destroy every society, every journalist, every public persona. One by one. 444, because they received funds from the Soros foundation, this is common knowledge. But even those who haven’t received any are marked for the cull. Because it’ll be enough to allege that they have. They’ll lay waste to everyone. Personally, existentially, mentally. Have no doubts that this is their goal.
I abhor and detest it, but soon there won’t really be an alternative to Jobbik and the rest of the opposition joining forces, because that’s the only way of ending this nightmare. The alternative: barely surviving under Orbán’s boot, sucking up to Putin. In frozen silence, standing at attention, stealing glances at each other, and grassing on your neighbour, pulling through day after day.
Far from Europe.
Translated by Judit Gábris
Edited by Réka Eszter Szabó
A Szalonna egy teljes mértékben civil, független véleményportál. Nem kérünk és nem fogadunk el támogatást senkitől, csak az olvasóinktól. Ha olvasni szeretnél, nem ugrik az arcodba egyetlen reklám sem. Ez csakis úgy lehetséges, ha te fizetsz a munkánkért. Kizárólag ezekből a támogatásokból működik a Szalonna, hónapról hónapra. Ha kiürül a becsületkassza, elfogy a Szalonna. Ne úgy fogd fel, mintha koldusnak adnál, hanem úgy, mintha az újságosnál fizetnél rendszeresen a kedvenc magazinodért.