I have participated, throughout my life, in many electoral campaigns. I turned 18 in 1992, so no, you see, there was a lot to vote for and a lot to see. And I thought that when I see Vadim and, long after that, Dan Diaconescu, I won’t have the opportunity to fall, emotionally, lower than that. What could tarnish your image more than Dan Diaconescu, climbing on the door of the Rolls Royce, right?
It’s not. I had to live until 2024. Even worse, I had to know how to read in 2024. I could have been trained by Abramburica now and be a Grapini of the online.
Just like that, this year I thought everything was over with the launch of candidates for mayors or parliament. I had learned from Ciolacu’s statement about his good friend Gabriela, who must learn that the interests of the party are superior and that he, as a good and just leader, must decide for the country, Gabriela. Gabriela penciled her face like Donatella versace and it is again in the interest of the country to run.
So the circus that Simion made, literally, when he launched his candidates for the European Parliament, does not seem at all out of context, it is a finite crowned opposite, a pulling of the catapetesma over the political altar but also a poultice on the festering popular wound and timeless around us.
If you don’t know, and you don’t know, George Simion launched the AUR candidates with a historical circus, in which Vlad Țepeș, this landless gentleman, fights and drags and brings Turks to their knees, does not hang Muntenia, Transylvania and Wallachia and distributes much, much justice.
It’s even funnier that in the play there is also a young lady companion who is fff angry that she is not asked to be his wife by the great gentleman, which I guess is an allegory to the symbolic wives of Mr. Simion, about whom we do not know exactly who, what and on where is she, that one was at the wedding, another is pregnant for about two years, but George is still heterosexual.
Do you know what I don’t? Why is it that everyone who will read this text is convinced that Simion is an embarrassing clown, but at the same time they know that the majority of Romanians will turn their noses up at this kind of circus. Why? Do you think we are a bubble of people who understand things and the rest are uneducated and uneducated?
To be discussed. In the meantime…
