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Wednesday April 5, 2006, name day of Vince
Gyertyán vs. Urbán: A Duel Without Bloodshed
By Árpád V. Tóth | April 5, 2006 20:25
Last night, the much-anticipated showdown between Ferenc Gyertyán and Viktor Urbán took place, hosted by Hungarian Television. The two moderators, Balázs Rába and Gergely Sümegi, did as decent a job as one can in this genre. Their role was to be boring non-entities, and in that, they succeeded admirably. The two candidates for prime minister stood at their respective podiums, said their respective lines, and largely stuck to their pre-approved scripts. Anyone hoping for fireworks had to make do with the occasional spark – a carefully placed jab here, an exasperated sigh there. But overall, this was less gladiator duel, more polite fencing match.
Hungarian Television
This, of course, would have been more surprising if we hadn’t been hearing variations of this same speech for the past four years. Gyertyán reassured us that the economy was stable (despite the debt figures), that wages had increased (despite inflation), and that life, generally speaking, had improved. “In 2002, a kilogram of bread cost 26 minutes of work; today, it’s 21,” he noted, apparently under the impression that bread prices would be the deciding factor of this election.
For those who remember the days of Péter Meggyess, his predecessor and human sleep aid, this was supposed to be where Gyertyán shined. Back in 2004, he was the firebrand, the man who could finally go toe-to-toe with Urbán. And yet, when the moment came, he chose to keep the gloves on. Will voters appreciate this newfound maturity, or were they expecting more of the fighter they were promised? That’s the big question.
Naturally, he still had his grievances: too much debt, too many taxes, not enough support for the middle class. His flagship promise – raising the minimum wage to 100,000 forints – was delivered with all the expected sincerity. But beyond that, he added an interesting new proposal: the establishment of a Budapest Development Ministry to manage infrastructure in the capital. A fascinating pivot, considering IDESZ, posturing as the party of villages and smalltowns, has spent the past decade treating Budapest like an overgrown nuisance in need of discipline. Big Cities to them used to be too liberal, too cosmopolitan, too Jewi… sorry, ‘other.’ But election time is all about broadening horizons, and what better way to court urban voters than with a shiny new ministry.
Of course, no Urbán performance would be complete without a few folksy nuggets of wisdom. Last night’s winner: “You can’t fatten a pig on Christmas Eve.” A folksy truism that – much like Urbán himself – sounds traditional but somehow isn’t actually a real thing.
The exchanges between the two were pointed but never truly heated. Gyertyán pushed back against the idea that government debt was a disaster; Urbán accused Gyertyán of wasting borrowed billions. The prime minister mocked his opponent’s fearmongering: “Scaring people is easy – you just jump out from a dark corner.” Urbán, in turn, offered a classic deadpan response: “There’s no point in coming together just to talk nonsense.”
For all their careful messaging, both men also managed to remind us of their most grating qualities. Gyertyán still speaks like someone who has been meticulously coached by a theatre troupe, every gesture and intonation calibrated for maximum ‘naturalness.’ Urbán, meanwhile, continues his habit of sprinkling his speech with rustic wisdom, as if he just emerged from a thatched-roof farmhouse instead of a career in politics.
Gyertyán proved he can stay composed, which will either reassure voters or bore them to death. Urbán, meanwhile, kept his usual fire in check, which might win over some moderates but could leave his base wondering where their champion went.
And so the campaign rolls on. The four-way debate is up next, promising a more chaotic, less disciplined spectacle. Ivola Dávidh (MDSZ) and Gábor Kuntse (SZDF) will join Gyertyán and Urbán on stage in the coming days. Maybe we’ll finally get some real drama there. Or maybe, just maybe, we’ll get more of the same well-rehearsed, endlessly familiar performance.
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Wednesday April 5, 2006, name day of Vince
Gyertyán vs. Urbán: A Duel Without Bloodshed
By Árpád V. Tóth | April 5, 2006 20:25
Last night, the much-anticipated showdown between Ferenc Gyertyán and Viktor Urbán took place, hosted by Hungarian Television. The two moderators, Balázs Rába and Gergely Sümegi, did as decent a job as one can in this genre. Their role was to be boring non-entities, and in that, they succeeded admirably. The two candidates for prime minister stood at their respective podiums, said their respective lines, and largely stuck to their pre-approved scripts. Anyone hoping for fireworks had to make do with the occasional spark – a carefully placed jab here, an exasperated sigh there. But overall, this was less gladiator duel, more polite fencing match.
Hungarian Television
Gyertyán, the Unexpected Statesman
Gyertyán’s big gamble was on tone. The man once hailed as the left’s street fighter, the counterweight to Urbán’s endless attacks, decided to play it cool. No aggressive finger-wagging, no operatic outrage, just a steady, measured performance full of stats and reasonable-sounding explanations. He wanted to be seen as the rational, competent incumbent.This, of course, would have been more surprising if we hadn’t been hearing variations of this same speech for the past four years. Gyertyán reassured us that the economy was stable (despite the debt figures), that wages had increased (despite inflation), and that life, generally speaking, had improved. “In 2002, a kilogram of bread cost 26 minutes of work; today, it’s 21,” he noted, apparently under the impression that bread prices would be the deciding factor of this election.
For those who remember the days of Péter Meggyess, his predecessor and human sleep aid, this was supposed to be where Gyertyán shined. Back in 2004, he was the firebrand, the man who could finally go toe-to-toe with Urbán. And yet, when the moment came, he chose to keep the gloves on. Will voters appreciate this newfound maturity, or were they expecting more of the fighter they were promised? That’s the big question.
Urbán Tries a New Trick: Restraint
On the other side of the ring, Urbán also surprised – by keeping his volume at a reasonable level. The man known for his high-energy, high-decibel performances actually seemed... restrained. Perhaps he decided that after eight years of painting the country’s collapse in increasingly apocalyptic tones, it was time for a change of pace.Naturally, he still had his grievances: too much debt, too many taxes, not enough support for the middle class. His flagship promise – raising the minimum wage to 100,000 forints – was delivered with all the expected sincerity. But beyond that, he added an interesting new proposal: the establishment of a Budapest Development Ministry to manage infrastructure in the capital. A fascinating pivot, considering IDESZ, posturing as the party of villages and smalltowns, has spent the past decade treating Budapest like an overgrown nuisance in need of discipline. Big Cities to them used to be too liberal, too cosmopolitan, too Jewi… sorry, ‘other.’ But election time is all about broadening horizons, and what better way to court urban voters than with a shiny new ministry.
Of course, no Urbán performance would be complete without a few folksy nuggets of wisdom. Last night’s winner: “You can’t fatten a pig on Christmas Eve.” A folksy truism that – much like Urbán himself – sounds traditional but somehow isn’t actually a real thing.
Polished, Practiced, Predictable
Stanislaw Lem had this idea: ‘phantomatics.’ A machine that builds a fake reality so perfect, you’d never know you’re in it. Last night’s debate felt like a test run. Gyertyán’s Hungary is thriving. Urbán’s Hungary is in ruins. Two seamless simulations, both delivered with confidence. Neither quite matching the world outside.The exchanges between the two were pointed but never truly heated. Gyertyán pushed back against the idea that government debt was a disaster; Urbán accused Gyertyán of wasting borrowed billions. The prime minister mocked his opponent’s fearmongering: “Scaring people is easy – you just jump out from a dark corner.” Urbán, in turn, offered a classic deadpan response: “There’s no point in coming together just to talk nonsense.”
For all their careful messaging, both men also managed to remind us of their most grating qualities. Gyertyán still speaks like someone who has been meticulously coached by a theatre troupe, every gesture and intonation calibrated for maximum ‘naturalness.’ Urbán, meanwhile, continues his habit of sprinkling his speech with rustic wisdom, as if he just emerged from a thatched-roof farmhouse instead of a career in politics.
Who Won?
That depends on what you were hoping for. If you wanted a reasoned, civil debate, congratulations. If you wanted a knockout punch, sorry to disappoint.Gyertyán proved he can stay composed, which will either reassure voters or bore them to death. Urbán, meanwhile, kept his usual fire in check, which might win over some moderates but could leave his base wondering where their champion went.
And so the campaign rolls on. The four-way debate is up next, promising a more chaotic, less disciplined spectacle. Ivola Dávidh (MDSZ) and Gábor Kuntse (SZDF) will join Gyertyán and Urbán on stage in the coming days. Maybe we’ll finally get some real drama there. Or maybe, just maybe, we’ll get more of the same well-rehearsed, endlessly familiar performance.
