
Yesterday was Monday. There will be another Monday next week, but it will be less full of expectations, hopes, disappointments.
The watch remained on my hand, almost all the compatriots who in recent months have threatened me directly and indirectly with: beatings, unemployment, poverty, dispossession of property, death - just because I had a different point of view, expressed decently each time. I told the story of the watch last week in the pages of the newspaper, and for those who missed that issue, I will summarize: in a corner of Bucharest, at noon, a gentleman without much occupation, asking for my watch, announced to me that on the Monday after the elections I would also lose my watch and other more or less tangible things, on the grounds that I would be a "petit bourgeois" who made fun of the people.
The experience was strictly personal, but other people also felt a pressure from a distance at the thought of losing various things, as they had learned during the electoral campaign: houses (Marius Lulea, first vice-president of AUR, explained that the state should buy the houses of Romanians who no longer return to the country and give them to other citizens, at the symbolic price of one leu), jobs (George Simion announced that he wants to reduce the number of public sector employees in state institutions by 500,000, if he wins the presidential elections), freedom/life (actor Mihai Mălaimare, a supporter of AUR, Călin Georgescu and George Simion posted on a social network: "You didn't want the second round back! But the second round is coming like a huge wave and you will end up in the canal, or at the canal!"), businesses (AUR representatives have repeatedly spoken of the nationalization of strategic companies). All these pressures also come from the fact that many people have not really grasped all the subtleties of political marketing and take certain statements/promises for granted.
Otherwise, returning to the people around me: I have nothing against anyone/ I just feel sorry/ because I know they are suffering/ and I cannot cure them.
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