Trychydts in English

On Wednesday, while going home, I heard renaissance music on the street. I like it very much (it always reminds my of one of my favorite cartoon series on the TV about our most famous king, Matthias), so I followed to tune to be able to listen it for a while. It turned out that it is a part of a one-week program organized by the Catholic Church called the New Evangelisation in Budapest. It was hold in the last four years by the church in a five different cities; finally it takes place here. As the brochure said, it is for “preseting the richness of their faith”.

Unfortunately the majority of the priests in the Hungarian Chatolic Church are very rigid, demanding and intolerant; probably partly because the leading positions are taken by old men who grew up under a completely different political system. As I took religious studies for eight years (and became a materialist in the end), I can also testify that there are young and open minded priests, too (unfortunately rarely in important positions); if this cultural event is just one step towards their more open, modern and friendly image, than it’s fine with me.

I did enjoy the music, made some pictures (these are the first ones that were shot especially for the sake of this blog), and continued my way home. In the underground station there were some “revolutionaries”; actually there were three of them, most probably a family. The young guy were pacing wordlessly with a national flag on his shoulder; a middle-aged woman were collecting signatures for their cause (they wanted the government to leave), and the guy were shouting in his megaphone. He ordered anybody who was hurt by their presence at the station to go to him and explain it to the (almost completely ignorant) crowd. I played with the thought of going there, but I was not hurt by there presence at all. Of course, I thought that they were completely driven away by their delusions about some imaginary dictatorship of the current government, but I also thought that they have the right to explain it to everybody who is willing to listen. Too bad that nearly no one was.

And maybe it wasn’t the best way to spend such a sunny and peaceful afternoon; but then again it’s SEP, as Douglas Adams said.