Where dying isn’t enough
Suzanne, later the second wife of the Hungarian poet György Faludy, seems to have been a lovely person, with strong...
Which way the wind blows
In totalitarian systems, there is no limit to the perversity and pettiness of mind which can land you in a...
Uncle, who are you?
A delightful exchange between the boy György Faludy, and a friend, or at least acquaintance, of his grandfather's. I loved...
Beware the sunset (especially if it’s beautiful)
A striking example of the tendency of totalitarian ideologies to corrupt the mind: no-one means what they say, nothing is...
Oh, for dog’s sake!
Listening time: 5 minutes. A touching account of mutual support and succour between labour camp prisoners and some of the...
Use your imagination
The path to hell, we've been told, is paved with good intentions.
Faludy, a renowned poet and writer, is given...
Are we there yet?
A one-liner which would be funny if it weren't for the fact it earned Uncle Torma a one-way ticket to...
Like pushing a pram
A fine description of a protuberant belly. I like the care with which the angry fat man moves it through...
Quite the character
At first glance, Florian Wrangel sounds like the kind of person you'd love to have as an occasionally visiting uncle,...
A bulwark against brain-washing
Listening time: under 9 minutes. Sadly, some things in the state of the world are driving me to spend more...
Invisible but potent
A person who seems to have been entirely congruent in his memories and his values, fully dissolved and present in...
How to hide a poem (II)
Listening time: under 5 minutes. This disturbing quotation is striking on several levels. By the Hungarian poet György Faludy concerning...
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