Sacra Corona

An ode to the imperial hippies...

Man, I do love the Holy Crown of Hungary! It's simply grand. Our royal crown is the coolest in the Universe! If you ask the big experts of holycrownology, one of them will sure as hell explain that the whole thing is about tolerance, respect of other nations, freedom, unity, equality, peace, blah blah blah. Tons of idealistic tree-hugging hippie shit. Just go and ask them!

But most importantly it is about the sovereignty of the people! Every citizen of the realm, no matter if he or she is Hungarian, Slovak, Serb, Gypsy or Jewish, is a "member" of the Crown, and the Crown is completely superior to the king who wears it. The king doesn't really matter the tiniest piece of shit. He's just a figure carrying it around. It's the Crown which matters! The nation is ruled by the Crown itself. It's a completely independent and sovereign entity... Well, except for the fact that we are all its members, so there's no crown without the people. The Crown is us! Ain't that brilliant?!

Some more laments

Daniel, thank you for the wind-up trotsky toy rhetoric!

Ever since I came out of my trotskyist closet, you just can't stop throwing shit on me! You know, that's just a little bit weird, because I've been posting all my shit on Twitter for weeks and my style was the same for countless years, so I really don't know the logic behind your attitude! Do you have some ego-dystonic trotskyophobia which you must let out on me or what the fuck?

Or is it because I used the f-word? I told you why I used the word and you also know that words representing homosexuality are widely used without a homophobic tone in Hungarian language. (Or maybe it is because our culture is so homophobic, but nevertheless they are used by non-homophobes as well.)

There is power in a union

There is power in a democracy, power in the land
Power in the hands of a worker
But it all amounts to nothing if together we don't stand
There is a power in a Union

Now the lessons of the past were all learned with workers' blood
The mistakes of the bosses we must pay for
From the cities to the farmlands in the trenches full of mud
'cause war has always been the bosses' way sir

The Union forever defending our rights
Let's fight the Right Wing, all workers unite
With our brothers and our sisters from many far off lands
There is power in a Union

Now I long for the time that they realize
Brutality and unjust laws cannot defeat us
But who'll defend the workers who cannot organize
When the GOP send their attorneys out to cheat us?

Money speaks for money, the Devil for his own
Who'll come speak for the skin and the bone?
What a comfort to widow, a light for the child
There is power in a Union

The Union forever defending our rights
Let's fight the Right Wing, all workers unite
With our brothers and our sisters from many far off lands
There is power in a Union

With social justice and equality
For every man and woman who wants it
There is power in a Union