Fraternity-Testvériség, 1956 (34. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)
1956-10-01 / 10. szám
8 FRATERNITY Mátyás: All . . . present: Mátyás: Kovats: All . . . present: The self-evident truth that the thousand-year-old resistance of the Magyars is not a myth, but the rightful essence of their existence. Resisting all kinds of pressure created their common sense. Common sense in an uncommon degree which the world calls wisdom . . . Wisdom, which is a much higher capacity than intelligence, is a combination of brains and faithfulness . . . Very few policies are followed because they appeal to man’s intelligence. Great minds discuss ideas; mediocre minds discuss things; small minds discuss people. This is all true. But now we would like to know your identity which enables you to be admitted to our rank. Who are you and what was the common cause that got that little lead bullet into your heart causing your immortality? That’s true! . . . That’s true! . . . Only immortal beings are destined to arrive here and join in our eternal fight. It is better for a man to lose his life than his faith. I still believe that people, all people, everywhere, should be free, prosperous and happy. Because idealism of youth is nearer to the truth than anything we will ever know. That was the reason I left my country in old Europe where conservatism trampled on the fresh thought of liberty which took fire in the hearts of the common people. In Europe the hope for liberty was oppressed, simultaneously in the new world of America, the little spark of liberty burst into a mighty flame, illuminating the path for those whose hearts yearned for freedom and liberty. That was how and why I arrived in America where I offered my services and life as a soldier to the Commander- in-Chief of the American Revolutionary Forces, George Washington, to whom I vowed the Jasz-Kun hussars’ oath: “Fidelissimus ad Mortem.” “Faithful unto Death.” When Washington heard my vow he designated me to become the Drill Master of his cavalry as Colonel-Commandant of the Pulaski Legion. While leading my cavalry in attack at the battle of Charleston, my heart was pierced by a bullet which I mentioned previously. This is how I entered immortality to enable my joining you, my brave ancestors, on the Milky Way, to the Magyars’ belief, the firmament for immortals only. (Drums and lightning interrupt Kovats’ monologue.) What is that? What is that?
