It’s the 15th of March today which is the most patriotic Hungarian national holiday. Hungarians wear a cockade on this day of the year to commemorate the 1848 anti-feudalism revolution and the ensuing freedom fight against the Austrian empire. Eventually the Hapsburg ruler called for help from the Russian tzar, within the framework of the post-Napoleonic Holy Alliance, and the preponderance of Russian army defeated the Hungarian one in August, 1849.
I’ve just returned from the city where I was listening to Prime Minister Orbán’s speech. Here is my cockade and here is some food for thought from his speech:
“March 15 is proof that we lived, we live and we’re going to live. That’s our triumph. We have always won the wars for the survival of our country and nation here at the crossroads of cultures, empires and civilizations…
On this day, an assassination shook ancient Rome 2061 years ago. Revolutions broke out in Europe in 1848 and Europe is approaching a state of revolution now, too. Nations rebelled against the Unholy Alliance of Brussels bureaucrats, the liberal global media and international bankers always craving for more profit. First the Brits rebelled then the Americans did and this year the rebellion will continue… Brussels and the international financial capital may not care about the safety of European peoples. But we do. They may not care about our staying Hungarian. But we do. We must defend our borders, we must prevent crowds with alien cultures from settling here, we must make the foreign financed lobby networks transparent and we must keep the right of deciding on our taxes, minimal wages or our regulations for utilities.”
Since our Polish friends took their own good part in these historic events,
traditionally Polish people come to Budapest on March the 15th to celebrate, too.
That’s why Orbán’s speech could be read in Polish on a nearby screen.
However not only Hungarian and Polish patriots attended the speech. This man, surrounded by a gang of similarly looking men, started a very loud siren close to the place where I was standing. Surprise, surprise: Three or four busy photojournalists were shooting their expensive cameras right there… “Something should be done” was the helpless word in the crowd which did want to listen to Orbán’s speech. Tensions were rising. I took this picture of the siren man and I quickly made my way back through the crowd where I had seen some heavily built, bouncer looking security guys. I guided them to the yellow trousers. His siren was still on. There was no justling or fighting. After a few minutes of talking and muscle flexing, the security guards made the siren stop and they escorted yellow trousers and his cohort out of the crowd. Hopefully I ruined the day for the photo reporters. 😮
All right, now back to the family programmes. 🙂
Update: Read, or listen to, the full speech in English here.