Hungary -- History -- Revolution, 1918-1919 -- Personal narratives; Tormay, Cécile, 1876-1937 -- Diaries
The same sinister spirit which directed destruction fell like a
strangling nightmare on the mind and brain of the press. Even
journalists, whose patriotic feelings were opposed to it, were forced
to join a Trade-Union. By means of the Trade-Union, three Jews became
the dictators of the written word. All the well-disposed papers and
printers were silenced, and the Hungarian spirit was banished from the
journalists’ club. When the Markgrave Pallavicini tried to make a breach
in the Communist and Social Democratic stronghold by purchasing an
existing paper, the terror had already reached such a pitch that Fényes
turned up with his armed sailors to prevent him from taking possession
of it. After this it was obvious that abolition of the freedom of the
press was being achieved with the aid of the same Government which had
crushed the freedom of assembly by means of Red soldiers, and the freedom
of opinions by the means of the ‘popular law’ of internments. We are not
even allowed to assemble: our meetings are broken up by the same Red
soldiers who demolish the editorial offices. And yet the Socialists dare
not appeal to the country, for who knows what answer it might give?
They promised to bring the country happiness. Hungary has never been
unhappier than now. Public opinion in the Provinces has lately turned
entirely against them. They had to do something, so they produced the
mirage of land distribution; and Károlyi, who had previously taken up
a mortgage of several millions on his property, went out with a noisy
following to his estate at Debrö and, before a kinematograph camera,
received the claims of tenants on the land which was laden with debts
and did not really belong to him any longer. An old peasant was elected
to present his claim first: an old servant of the Károlyi estate. In
a lofty speech Károlyi sang his own praise. The old peasant answered.
Unfortunately he was not allowed to say what he wanted to: he had been
carefully coached, but even so he made a slight slip in his address.
“I have served the Károlyi family to the third degeneration....” They
stopped him then. The Social Democrats sent their delegates to this
theatrical distribution of land. They feel that if they don’t succeed in
fooling the level-headed agricultural population of Hungary they will
lose the election. In many villages the Social Democratic agitators are
driven away with broken heads. It is the women who enrage the people
against them: “Blasphemers, _sans patrie_!”
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