Same old, same old
Went to a business to do some businesd.
The owner came over from Poland and the USSR back when he was 14.
He is very worried. I can yell by the way his voice quivers and his looks away to a non-existent statue.
His Mom and Dad lived through WW 2.
Yhey had a farmhouse in Poland. The German soldiers came into his parent's home and made themselves at home.
They told his parents they could still farm, but the soldiers mist be fed.
He looks away again.
He tells me he sees it here, a complete replay of WW 2.
We talked about Hungary, then he looks away again, as if longing for a lost pet.
“Yes, he says, “The President there believes in freedom of speech”
Looks again longingly to something, perhaps better times
“And he doesn't want an invasion of people into his country”
“Yeah”, I say, “He won't even let them pass through his country”
His lips tighten and his facial expression changes almost to a rage.
I tell him about Reagen and Gorbeshav.
Reagen met him and says, “Yes, in my country we have freedom of speech. Everyone is allowed to complain about their President, that's me!”
Gorbeshav says “Yes, over here we havevfreedom of speech to complain about the President…