Yes, since the previous Friday to this last one, developments developed further! Didn't I just tell you that stuff's finally happening over here? Wow, and at what pace! It looks like I was right on this particular detail, but otherwise I got it somewhat wrong on:
Now, I don't know what you think, but this looks to me like a rerun of S1E25, or of the more recent events on the 10th of August 2018, or even fucking covid to some degree.
On a first glance, this looks a lot like a weird rerun of a mineriad: you've got the "terrorists" aka "the ones who ruin justice" aka "Putin's guy" on one hand, i.e. a facile Goldstein has been found for a part of the population to drool over and another part to demonize, which I guess by now is a standard method for applying ye olde divide et impera at a large scale -- so just like in that old Jim Carrey movie, you're not just a spectator, you're part of the show. While on the other, you have the National Salvation Front aka KWJ aka... woah, the very same guy, except also this time blatantly supported by most of the statal apparatus, including some folks from the Services, the government and the Constitutional Court.
We may call these good folks of ours by many names, but for the sake of simplicity, let's dub them the Saviours of Democracy, because that's exactly what they did: they saved democracy; and they saved it in a certain style, that is, by shooting it right between the eyes. In other words, more than a week after the elections were validated, they decided that the votes of nine million or so people don't count for shit, because TikTok or Russia or something... I honestly don't know why, I read the documents but I still can't say I understand the official reason. Or should I say that I do and that it's utter bullshit, but insofar as said voters have swallowed it, hey... I suppose it must have been good American bullshit like they serve over at McDonald's, not that degenerate stuff from Kremlin that tastes like horseshit. So who am I to complain?
Either way, let's make it clear that the biggest loser in this episode wasn't the dude who knew how to dress for a change, it was the girly hag with the pretty smile. A few days ago her team held a sort of a rally where no one but a few whackos joined, so when everyone finally understood that she'd lose the elections to a guy whom "no one outside TikTok" heard of until a week ago, someone decided to get the Constitutional Court to annul the elections. Now this, my friends, is indeed a show of great force, one that we haven't seen for a few years now... which is perhaps how we could compare this to covid. They haven't brought the army out in the streets yet, but make no mistake, they will if you cause too much trouble. Just try them.
By the way, do you know what else this reminds me of? It really reminds me of S0E1, that is, that time when they shot the shoemaker. Turns out you don't even need a trial anymore these days, since Facebook -- y'know, that other social network -- has already found Georgescu guilty and they're ready to throw him into jail. If this time around Ciolacu doesn't get at least 85%, like Iliescu did back in the day, then this is going to be a really shitty rerun.
You're aware that this sort of circus is only beaten by the one organized by the communists -- you do know they also held "electoral" cycles back then, right? Fucking hell, Romanians seem stuck in a historical loop. But yes, it looks like Călin Georgescu didn't have enough "backing" to run the country, and in this light, well, it looks like we're no worse off now than we were two centuries ago!
In other words, for the voters there who still don't get it: Romania got its own Putin, only you like him somewhat more than the other guy... just like Russians do!
For historical reasons if no other, more than nine months later I feel compelled to also document -- as a sort of a footnote, you get me, since at this point it doesn't even matter, like old Chester used to say -- the aftermath of the whole thing.
So for one, Romanians finally received the great gift of Schengen. Nominally, since a few months later that gift was factually taken away from them, since everyone else has meanwhile reintroduced border controls, with more to follow, I suppose. Țeapă, cum s-ar zice.
As for the other, the then-really-great democrat-socialist, i.e. pantsuit political candidate, also the PM Marcel Ciolacu, promised people, of all things, stability. And that's precisely what they got: stability all the way down a hole, as if that doublespeak was ever anything else in substance. Țeapă dublă, cum s-ar spune.
As for yet another one, Romanians got ever more involved in the nearby war -- just as I had previously predicted -- and in this process their so-called country has become a sort of a third wheel to the two supposedly smaller ones to the east. Fucking hell, Maia Sandu gets a whole lot more attention nowadays than Nicușor Dan, which says heaps upon heaps about the political ineptitude of Romanians. Țeapă triplă, but also -- by the way!
The final piece of chocolate on the traditional colivă is that Romanians got to vote again and this time they got to elect a nice dude with very good intentions, who I hear is also a very good mathematician. We shall dub him President Mayor, a very unfortunate politruk who unfortunately will likely be with us until 2035, if not more -- who even knowns nowadays! Țeapă cvadruplă!
By the looks of it, 2026 is going to be a very interesting year. Stay tuned!
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