Politics for a Divorce
‘Hi, son.’
‘Did you have a good day?’
‘No.’
‘What’s the matter?’
‘I’ve lost the elections.’
‘What? But… How is that possible?’
‘That lying bitch won by 50 votes…’
My mom wanted to divorce after 20 years of marriage. She chose to do that because my father didn’t bring home enough money. But dad started a political career for a better bursary. If he would be elected as a representative in this district he could get a better payment. Actually, he always loved politics and wanted to be a more known person even though he was a system administrator and programmer. This career was a great opportunity for him. He is not a bad leader, he is smart and knows how to talk. He had big goals and he wasn’t selfish like the current politicians in Hungary. He had enough of them. We all had enough of them. Liars and egoistic politicians who just wanted to put their hands on bigger powers. They had declaimed future for the country. They had made us believe in change. They brought change. Oh, yes, they did. A change into a much worse world by complaining about the mistakes the other political party had done in the past years instead of correcting them. They have been doing this for six years now. And they are surprised about the fact that almost 200.000 of youth Hungarians left the country. They had enough of them too. This is why my father decided to join the elections in 2014. He wanted to bring change. He didn’t want power. He only wanted to build a better place.
‘But yesterday you said you were leading.’
'I was. She took the lead in the last 2 hours.’
‘My God…’
‘60% of the people didn’t vote.’
‘Doesn’t that make the elections invalid?’
‘No, the government have changed that rule unfortunately.’
My dad didn’t want to divorce after 20 years of marriage. He said he loves his two sons and is trying everything. But mom didn’t believe him. She was a people person. She worked almost 20 years at home as an accountant. She didn’t have friends or mates. Just her two sons. My parents believed in the same political party and they always attended on their events. They were ones of the first volunteers to join the party in 2012. She got an offer for an office job inside Budapest to work for them. She accepted it as she knew my dad will not find another job for a better bursary. Life was going well for her. She had found friends and gained a small fame within the party. Half a year before the elections, the party asked her to be a representative in the same district where my dad was. She accepted it even though she got the worst place within the district. An actual ghetto where the people didn’t have water, electricity and rumours said it was the most dangerous place as well. But she didn’t retreat. She spent time to learn about the place. Met people, talked to people. Convinced them to vote for her. She went there many times and hoped that the people will choose her. If she would become a representative that means she would get a better bursary. A bursary enough for the divorce.
‘So… What will happen now?’
‘I don’t know. I should give up this career.’
‘Are you sure? After all that you’ve been through?’
‘There is no reason to continue, son. I’m a failed representative now. Who would vote for a failed representative?’
‘But you lost only with 50 votes! Think about it.’
‘Think about what?’
‘That woman was a real politician. You were an accountant coming from nowhere with no political background. And you almost beat her. I believe this is a great success.’
‘Yeah, you might be right. Your father unfortunately wasn’t that successful.’
‘Why so?’
‘He didn’t stand a chance against his rival.’
As the elections were lost, the political party had lost a lot of their volunteers and supporters. My mom stayed there for one more year but she found a better job and divorced from my father later. He stayed there as a volunteer but didn’t try himself out in the elections anymore. He mostly worked for the party every day, without payment. My mom has to work for the current government now to get an acceptable payment.
There are people we love, people who care about us. And some of them decide to start a political career because they want to help more but we never vote for them for some reason. While others who volunteer and support a party with their hearts are remaining unnoticed. These people help our society and trying to make the world a better place. But why can’t we see them. Why?
31st January 2017