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Walking in the city cmtrc of Budapest, the one-time office and Ijanking district, it is difficult to imagine the conversations that took place in the distantly elegant buildings, the large haute bourgeois rooms with their high ceilings through the years. Here's oiie sentence as an example: 'Tut thatgun away, I'm sure that you won't shoot me!" One comrade said that to another. The word 'sure' has a special importance here, since this happened in the early smmner of 1919 at the People's Commission for Public Education. The ones who were present were the commis-sioner's deputy, who was the son of a banker; and a subordinate in charge ofplacing the posters, the son of a laundress Both of them were the members of the working class of the thought industry, and as such, they believed in proletarian dictatorship. They had no idea, they were only hoping that one day they would be famous
The son of a banker waving the revolver, a certain György Lukács, had just issued an order to the...
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Fülszöveg
Walking in the city cmtrc of Budapest, the one-time office and Ijanking district, it is difficult to imagine the conversations that took place in the distantly elegant buildings, the large haute bourgeois rooms with their high ceilings through the years. Here's oiie sentence as an example: 'Tut thatgun away, I'm sure that you won't shoot me!" One comrade said that to another. The word 'sure' has a special importance here, since this happened in the early smmner of 1919 at the People's Commission for Public Education. The ones who were present were the commis-sioner's deputy, who was the son of a banker; and a subordinate in charge ofplacing the posters, the son of a laundress Both of them were the members of the working class of the thought industry, and as such, they believed in proletarian dictatorship. They had no idea, they were only hoping that one day they would be famous
The son of a banker waving the revolver, a certain György Lukács, had just issued an order to the unarmed son of the laundress, a certain Lajos Kassáit, to head out to the battleground immediately and to start defending the power of the soriets in the trenches. (The country was full of trenches at the time). Should he be reluctant to do so, tliere are other means of forcing him, like the revolver in Comrade Lukács's hand.
And since we're talking about two heavy smokers, we must not forget to mention the fact that the cry of the vendors selling Ibissian imported cigarettes - who were pushing their wares by yelling: "The Sonet is weak!" - was audible in the room. It's a secret how the opportunist advertisement affected the comrades of the thought industry. It's a fact tlmt both of them stayed alive. And they were transformed into the Lukács Archive and tide Kassák Collection, and into street signs a bit further away from the locations with a responsible past.
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This album presents a series of historic moments - Ottó Kaiser's artistic pictures serve as illustrations for interesting and fumiy or tragic and inspirational stories and historic figures; meanwhile, Ede D. Szabó portrays small yet decisive moments and the greatest figures of Hungarian culture and history. With its atmospheric stories and characteristic - fiuiny and often grotesque -tone, it successfully portrays the typical miheu of the late 19th and early 20tli century in Budapest, the capital born in 1873 from the union of Pest, Buda and Óbuda.
The photo album does not only merit the attention of tourists. Locals will also find it a useful and enjoyable reading, since instead of the usual commonplaces of the genre, it sheds new light on great historic moments and nearly forgotten figures, whose fate has been intertwined witii the fate of Budapest. The aim of the extensive footnote section is to present a lively picture of our capital instead of a list of strange names and events.
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