Our Hungarian correspondent László sends this report on his latest encounter with the Corona Stasi in Budapest.
Resisting the New Order: My Stealthy Freedom Without the Corona Hijab in Budapest
May 13, 2021
Nothing to see here, it is just tyranny.
A female shopkeeper started to SCREAM at me in the grocery store the other day when I walked past her with my naked nose, as the mask did not cover it.
As she was incessantly screaming “PLEASE PUT THE MASK ON”, her unpleasant, high-pitched voice sounded like that of an angry goose. But I somehow managed to keep calm and did not respond. I also did not obey, so another shopkeeper, a man, joined her and he started yelling at me too: “This lady asked you to put the mask on,” “Did you not hear it?” etc. In the meantime she kept on screaming, repeating her order to “PLEASE PUT THE MASK ON” many times, like a maniac. I did not show any reaction to either of them, as if I were deaf. I kept silent and deliberately avoided eye contact with them. Looking in the other direction I slowly moved on. They did not pursue me just continued screaming.
After screaming and yelling for some five to ten seconds, seemingly at nobody, they started to sound crazy in the crowded shop and it probably became embarrassing for them. At that point, amazingly, they went about their business, with an absolutely indifferent face again, and let me walk away despite my sinfully naked nose. So the situation dissolved by itself.
Looking back on what happened, the shopkeepers clearly wanted to intimidate me with the yelling, to make me quickly submit to their will. They did not even try to be polite! There was no sign whatsoever that they were doing it because they were worried about my health or anyone else’s. Perhaps the woman might have been afraid of Covid; I am not sure. But the way they were yelling sounded literally NAZI, and I am not joking. It was loud, impolite and slightly psychopathic.
In Hungarian stores the staff have been authorized by a new government decree to deny service or call the police if someone does not obey, and as a result they have become very emboldened. They probably expected me to OBEY immediately if they screamed loudly enough. But I did not obey, nor did I quarrel. Thus, when they met with passive resistance they just shrugged their shoulders. That was it: the SWAT team probably would not have raided the supermarket for one bare nose, so they just had to leave it at that.
The moral of the story: the Corona rules are not absolutely unbreakable. But I must admit that confrontations like this are a bit strenuous for me.
However, on my way out the same woman was already sitting in the checkout. So I had to put the mask on my nose otherwise the store would not have served me, and we had no food at home. This has happened to other people — they just do not give you food if you do not behave… So Bill Gates won the second round.
In the store, while they were yelling like animals, I realized that what they were playing was just a POWER GAME, and I knew that I had to win it, or at least not to lose it. You cannot let tyranny proliferate. I think this power game itself is the GOAL of the ongoing Corona-psyop. The Powers That Be want us to SUBMIT, and they want us to feel it. It is was never about health; it was always about power. All totalitarian systems use average people as enforcers like those otherwise innocent shopkeepers. In Hungary we call it the “janitor spirit of Communism”. Janitors, employed at blocks of houses, were often covert spies or agents in Hungary in the Communist era, who would act as whistleblowers or behave in a tyrannical way because they tasted power and liked it.
[When you read ‘spies or agents’ do not think of James Bond. They were simple, ordinary people who became petty government stooges / snoops in the state-owned blocks of flats. Their covert function was to keep an eagle eye on the people living in the building and make sure that everyone obeyed and behaved; and they informed the authorities about any dissidents. You always had the strange feeling that the janitor was lurking somewhere in the house and knows too much about your private life — and you were often right. So the word ‘janitor’ in Hungarian became a kind of synonym for ‘informer’. However, the janitors were only one tool in the system of total control in the Soviet era.]
Let us make it clear: I am not a snowflake and normally would not care too much about such trivial incidents. It is not that personal; and I also have some compassion for shopkeepers, as one of my relatives works as one. The reason I do care, however, is that this tyranny is already all-pervasive and we seem to be going down a very dark road. Society has gone mad: never ever before had I witnessed such aggressive behavior displayed by shopkeepers. Not even back in the socialist system before 1989, under the Soviet occupation. Those people were just bored and neglectful but not as rude and power-drunk as some of them are now under the Corona rules.
Not everyone has turned into a yelling fascist though. In another, smaller store three weeks ago, I told the security guard that I had a chronic disease that makes it difficult for me to function properly without sufficient amount of oxygen (which is true), and he generously let me do the shopping without the muzzle. He asked me if I could prove my sickness with a paper and I told him that I could (which is also true). However, he was nervous that inspectors may come in at any moment and he could get punished, so he told me to hurry up. This means he took personal risk for my health, which is very humane and noble. The shopkeepers who were present in this store knew about the organized mask-crime that was taking place but they did not seem particularly frightened that they might catch the “lethal” Corona just because someone was maskless.
My experiences with the Corona Hijab remind me of the (much harder) ordeals women have to go through in Iran — as they show their bravery at My Stealthy Freedom. Corona Islam has descended on us.