1987. május (53-73. szám) / HU_BFL_XIV_47_2

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*- 2 shallow-Hungarians, even though the newspapers "Egyedül vagyunk" ('We are alone') and "Szabad Nép" (’Free Nation') have been constantly proving that our ideals are hopelessly outdated. Well, my friends, even today's communists and today's fascists do nőt dare to refer to these papers any more, while we assemble even now, the spring of 1987» in the spirit of our obsolate XIX. cen- tury ideals, happily passing over the mobilisation fór the state celebration and the trerabling songs of drafted pioneers.

However hideous, Fascism was only a passing episode in the

history of Europe, while the Communist systems, though somewhat softened-up and less ferocious, are still there, and albeit they sometimes

honour the memory of their innocent victims with a nőd - particularly when they think that the West is stuffed with congratulations and dollars -,they still bother their empty heads about the consolidation of the modemized serf- dom. The West, on the other hand, after it exorcised Belzebub with Sátán, can do no better than continue under the topic of humán rights what Wallenberg has begun: it intercedes fór making exceptions, fór exemption, immigration, unifi- cation of families, exit visas, individual amnesty. Theseare odd jobs,and though respectable, neccessarily insufficient. All this is no guarantee against what we, the subjects of tyrannies feel - maybe irrationally - in our bones, that the horrors may repeat themselves. There is no official anti-Ssmitism in Hungary today, bút there is, e.g., in the Soviet Union and Kumania. This is a small scrap of comfort, however, when we look at the racial discrimination against the gypsies, accepted with resignation by most of the Hungárián public, when we see the indifference veiled in empty and insincere phrases, towards the Hungárián minorities abroaa, when we feel the uncouth nationalism towards our ill-fated Eastem-European neighbours. In the ideological vacuum due to the crisis of the Party, all reasonable thoughts could be washed away by the blind nationalist hatred - a stone-hard tradition of ours, as signs show.

Young Swedish bankers, leam Eastern-European languages, get acquainted with typists of communication centres, practise drinking with sergeants of the constabulary! János Kadar mentioned in Stockholm, that Wallenberg helped those prosecuted. Perhaps he felt the word 'Jew* unbecoming. In Rumania the word 'Hungárián' is unbecoming, in Bulgária the 'Turkish', in Yugoslavia the 'Albánián', in Vietnam the 'Chinese', in China the ’Tibetan', in Nicaragua the 'Misquito', in Ethiopia the 'Gállá'. Racism has its tradition and this tradition has its upholders. Soviet-Russia, which destroyed Wallenberg, is still the prison of the nations as it has always been. What could a handful of democrats do, when confronted with continents of injustice and suffering? They honour humbly and sadly those, who rescued a few dozens from transports of hundreds of thousands crammed intő death-trains. Yes, honour shall be theirsi Bút is it enough? We hope that the corporative democracy,a somewhat enlightened patema- lism will come; that in cracks ripped open by chaos, small communities may settle down, that the Panoptikon, the all-seeing state may fali apart. However, this is too little a hope to rid us of our fears. Just because our bodies, scared of blows', are fragile and perishable, it is adviseable to hang our eyes upon our higher ideals. So that our last resort should nőt be the Swedish passport.

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