From Count Egmont to the flowers of decay


If we were to ask our average-educated compatriots interested in the outside world today what first comes to mind about the Netherlands, most would probably mention football, tulips and red star beer. Then I would add the canals, the windmills, the joy girls and of course the free weeding. The more educated are Erasmus, Rembrandt, Van Gogh, maybe even Tamás Kempis, Hugo Grotius, Johan Huizinga.

But obviously few know who Lamoraal was, the fourth count of Egmont, who will have his five hundredth birthday next year. He was one of the first leaders and martyrs of the Dutch War of Independence against the Spanish Habsburgs, which began in the 1560s, about which Goethe wrote a romantic sad play, for which Beethoven composed accompanying music in 1810 in protest of the tyranny of Napoleon occupying his country. The Egmont overture, which is the anthem of freedom, was the most frequently played piece of music on the radio during the days of the 1956 Hungarian Revolution and War of Independence. Although the guys from Pest had hardly heard of the Dutch aristocrat of the freedom hero, the masterpiece of the genius German composer united in spirit the two peoples who took up arms for freedom and independence.

And Count Egmont was only the first in a fairly long line. Thanks to the Calvinist Reformation, the seven Protestant provinces of northern Germany maintained close ties with Transylvania. It was then that the peregrination of the masses of Hungarian Reformed students to Dutch universities, Utrecht, Gronin-gen, Franeker, Leiden, began. The first doctorate of the new University of Harderwijk was awarded to one of the geniuses of Hungarian cultural history, János Csere Apáczai Csere from Szekler, who in the Netherlands wrought in his mind that that more important munitions are made in schools than cannonballs ”.

The Netherlands was one of the countries where the Charles Bible was printed over and over again for centuries so that it could be distributed in the Hungarian-speaking world. On the wall of the main building of the University of Utrecht, a few meters from the hall where the united Netherlands was founded in 1579, you can see a relief of a Hungarian student walking between the Great Church of Debrecen and the Utrecht Cathedral with the inscription: “In sanguine Christi conglutinati sumus” ( Washed in the blood of Christ). This togetherness and solidarity was also expressed in the fact that in 1676 the commander of the Dutch fleet, Admiral Ruyter, freed the Hungarian Protestant galley preachers from the captivity of the Viceroy of Naples. The silver wreath of the Hungarians can still be seen on the tomb of Admiral Michiel de Ruyter, in the depths of the coronation church in Amsterdam.

Today, few people remember that when 2001, on the occasion of the 325th anniversary of the liberation of Hungarian galleys, Viktor Orbán wreathed the tomb of Admiral Ruyter at a grand ceremony, the Hungarian Prime Minister and his entourage hosted a gala dinner at the Dutch government in The Hague. At the time, Wim Kok, a Labor politician, led the balliberal government in The Hague, whose “biggest act” was to vote for euthanasia and same-sex marriage. With this, the Netherlands has become the first such country in the world, which has long been one of the strongholds of the LGBTQ community and ideology, and Amsterdam advertises itself as the gay capital of Europe.

The country in which the XVI. century to the XX. Until the middle of the twentieth century, faith in God, especially ordinary Calvinism, permeated the lives of families, small communities, the school system, culture, science and the arts, and even state life, and no longer resembled the ‘golden age’ of the Netherlands. Huizinga expression). Moreover, not so much as one of the pitiful examples last year was that the gilded carriage of the Dutch royal family was withdrawn from the market at the request of BLM activists, because one of its side features black people expressing their homage to a white woman with a bow and gifts, and this reminiscent of Dutch colonial times. Which is apparently still frustrating and guilty for the Dutch, and lo and behold, the mayor of Amsterdam, in a speech on the Dutch Memorial Day for the Abolition of Slavery a week ago, apologized to the city for participating in the Dutch slave trade.

This is understandable, of course, since the small Netherlands all the way to the XX. Until the middle of the twentieth century, it had one of the largest colonial empires in the world, meaning that its legendary economy and prosperity came not only from the diligent work of waist citizens, but from the plunder of distant, subjugated peoples. The mayor of Amsterdam has apologized for slavery, but the liberal prime minister has stated at the recent EU summit that Hungary has nothing to do in the EU if it sticks to the anti-pedophile law because it thinks it is unacceptable to treat the LGBTQ community. Hungarians. As a graduate historian, Mark Rutte knows well (but of course he will never admit) that he behaves exactly like the cynical and violent colonial lords and slave traders of the former Dutch East India and West India Society. Unfortunately, he is not alone at all. He (an otherwise loving pianist) only set the tone for the hyena chorus that culminated in Wednesday’s “seance” of left-wing scum dominating the European Parliament, which was embarrassedly joined by the German Christian Democrat president of the European Commission.

These false liberals, who see themselves as democrats and progressives, the neo-totalitarian-globalist dark forces and their vile little agents, who are also trying to overwhelm the “übermensch” Nazis and the “peculiarly fashioned” (cf. Stalin) Bolsheviks, find their new colonies in Central Europe. Well, it’s not going to work. But no matter how legitimate our anger, it cannot be directed against the Dutch (nor any other) people.

For us, the Dutch people are not represented by the “Dutch guy” and his clients, friends and business partners, who are watering the flowers of stupidity, pride and hatred. But, for example, Aletta van der Maet, immortalized in a beautiful poem by Lajos Áprily, married the Apáczai in Utrecht and followed her to Transylvania, to the grave. Or Abraham Kuyper, the famous Calvinist theologian-pastor who passed away a hundred years ago, became his prime minister, whose daughters organized and traveled to the Netherlands for thousands of poor Hungarian children living in the mutilated country and torn fields for years after Trianon. Or one of the most brilliant spirits of modern Europe, Erasmus of Rotterdam, who had the strongest desire for the common children of the people to read the Scriptures every day.

And, of course, Count Egmont, who, thanks to Beethoven, connects the two freedom-fighting peoples who do not kneel forever. We are sending this to The Hague, Brussels, Strasbourg, Berlin, Paris and beyond.

(In the picture, Dutch Prime Minister Mark Rutte. Photo: EPA / PHIL NIJHUIS)


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