szombat, szeptember 30, 2006

Trouble, maybe he has prostate


Move me on to any black square


The staff of ENN (Taking a Straight and Stronger Course) doesn't really play much chess, but we're always up for a good chess scandal. One of our many pawns has sent in this site, which describes the sordid details of what shall henceforth be known as Toiletgate. The Bulgarian grandmaster, Veselin Topalov, complained that his rival, Vladimir Kramnik, goes to the john more often than any person in history, which may be evidence he is somehow cheating by using some kind of method Topalov didn't think of first. In any case, something definitely smells here. But not to worry; the authorities acted with alacrity: as a result of Mr. Kramnik's excessive use of the facilities, the players' private toilets have been closed, and the two will now share a privy. The world heaves a collective sigh of relief as the sanctity and honor of the game is restored, and the sound of flushing much diminished. We would like to suggest that in the future, the players be outfitted with catheters.

We hope that the best player wins and that he makes the white queen run so fast she hasn't got time to make him a wife. And to both we say: just remember that the goal is for us all to capture all we want. Oh, yeah, baby.

szerda, szeptember 27, 2006

Gun, Gyula got a


Macska, ENN's chief of security



Anybody wanna run for office in Hungary? As luck would have it, a slot has recently become available in Somogy. Szabó Gyula had to withdraw his candidature on account of his having shot a man. Surprisingly, this appears to automatically disqualify him for office, even though the man was already dead, at least according to the headline. The now dead-for-sure guy had allegedly been blackmailing Szabó, and is therefore referred to as "an entrepreur" in the article. Anyone interested in a career in the exciting world of Hungo politics has about 2.5 days to put together a campaign. Lying is optional, but it has proven to work in the past.


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Problems. experiencing technical

Maybe it's Blogger, maybe something else, but the system is quite messed up. It seems some people have been unable to load the site for days, others have posted comments but they have never shown up, and the list goes on. There's nothing I can do about this, much as I would like to. Blogger is free, and we get what we pay for.

hétfő, szeptember 25, 2006

World, lie heard 'round the

Because lying on audiotape lacks the face time necessary to make one's way in the modern world, it is important to continue the work on videotape. Further, it is even more advantageous to do it in front of a worldwide audience. Indubitably, Feri doesn't show the velvety, ophidian skill of a Peter Mandelson, but then again, Mandy lies in his native tongue. ENN (We Make It Happen Daily) admires Feri's efforts to carry on the charade in a foreign language. Sadly, we must rate this video an 8 (out of 10), due to the lack of "passionate speech."


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Marbles, Slota lost his

We at ENN (We Are Hu) spent the past two weekends debating the politics of Central Europe*, so we haven't had time to update our readership on the zany events that tend to take place in that subsidiary of Comedy Central. Unconfirmed reports from underpaid informants tell us that Ján Slota may have finally fallen prey to delirium tremens, as he has allegedly called the Hungo PM "a wise politician." Clearly Ján needs to have a few cleansing drinks if he doesn't want to completely destroy the delicate balance of ethnic hatred between our two nations. We really can't allow these sort of shenanigans, so have one or twenty on the house, dude, and come back in with one of those trademark snarling invectives we've all come to expect.

On other news also involving Ján, the magyar far-right group Hatvannégy Vármegye Ifjúsági Mozgalom (that's magyar for: "We have a really long name") held a rally in front of the Slovakian embassy in Budapest in which about 250 people burned pictures of Slota and also of the guys who beat up the Hungo girl in Nytra. To make sure their point was not missed, they also stamped on and spit at said photos. The magyar police will not prosecute these voodoo practitioners, on the grounds that burning, spitting at, and stomping on photos of Slovak politicians does not constitute breaking the law. ENN (Lumpen Elements Always Opposite Spitting in Public) believes this stance might cause the statue of Petőfi in Pozsony to experience some more facial surgery, possibly at the hands of the Slovak cops.

These actions on both sides of the river, while a form of free speech, detract from more legitimate pursuits, such as drinking. This leads to a slump in alcohol sales, which not only hurts the economy, but has the potential to land the whole area into a serious state of lethal sobriety. So do your patriotic duty, whichever side of the Duna you find yourself in, and head for the nearest bar. And no spitting in the drinks. That's just unholy.


*sleeping late, drinking, and carousing like a certain minority

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péntek, szeptember 22, 2006

Mat, stare at the

Someone who really needs to quit drinking and find gainful employment left a couple of fascinating * comments in response to an earlier post.


Ján Slota, Prává Slovenská Národná Strana said...

We hate the Magyars because of their subtle territorial designs on Slovakia and other neighbouring countries. They want Transylvania and shit will hit fan in Vojvodina as well. Vojvodina is the next Kosovo. If they come to blows, we will be there to fight with our Slavic brothers! I would like to get into a tank and flatten central Budapest. Watch out Hungarian monkeys!

Mad'ar hajzely! Pojeb si staru mat'! Die Magyar scum!

[From the editorial board: For those who may not be aware of international politics: Ján Slota -- the "before" half of an AA poster; Prává Slovenská Národná Strana --Real Schlurry Nashonal Party]

And now a few comments of our own:

We hate the Magyars because of their subtle territorial designs on Slovakia and other neighbouring countries.

Oh, so it's not the annoying ringtones, then? Excellent. And sorry about the subtlety. We're working day and night to remedy that.

They want Transylvania

Well, it's part of a list, really. We have subtle designs for many other places as well. Mostly beachy places with good surfing.

and shit will hit fan in Vojvodina as well.

How will they notice?

Vojvodina is the next Kosovo.

I hear Nigeria is the next Vojvodina. And Monaco is the next Nigeria. It is all messed up, dude.

If they come to blows, we will be there to fight with our Slavic brothers!

Is there a particular reason for this fight, or do you find those Slavs as annoying as everyone else does?

I would like to get into a tank and flatten central Budapest.

Dude, why waste money on a tank? Just stagger to the middle of Pozsony, face south and exhale.

Watch out Hungarian monkeys!

That's very kind of you to have so much concern for the monkeys. But it's the people you have to worry about, dude.

Mad'ar hajzely! Pojeb si staru mat'! Die Magyar scum!

Make up your mind, dawg.


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*[as in pointless]

Now, look who we got our Hanes on


You didn't see much of this in '56, I'm told.


ENN (We Have Subtle Designs for You!) conducted a poll this morning. After giving people a brief background on the situation, we showed the photo and asked people to comment on it. Here's a sample of the responses:


  • Theatre on the Square presents: Jesus Christ Superstar, now playing in Budapest.
  • Come together, right now, over me.
  • My fellow citizens! Can you guess my religion?
  • Boy, talk about glasnost.
  • These shorts don't lie, dudes.
  • First row, second from the right: looking intently at the package.
  • What exactly was this demonstration about??
  • Excuse me! Where's the gay rights demonstration?
  • Is that the Gyurcsány package?
  • Ne gatyázz!
  • The dude is demonstrating the new austerity measures: no more clothes for anyone.
  • I have wondered for YEARS whether Hungarians wear boxers or briefs.
  • I can't tell if he's right wing or left wing...
  • And because of the new security rules, this is the only way they'll let you board a plane
  • I got yer package right here, Gyurcsány!
  • I'm telling you, dude, it was THIS big!
  • OK, which one of you assholes took my pants?
  • What? This isn't the swimming trials?
  • Oh, man, I've had nightmares like this.
  • I think the women should protest in a similar way.

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kedd, szeptember 19, 2006

Nothing, Thaksin for

The staff of ENN (Morally Alive and Well, Thank You) decided to cut school today and hang around our headquarters and surf the news in our jim jams, surrounded by edibles and drinkables, because, well, we need our strength in these trying times, m'k? Judging by the news reports we watched most of the day, a bunch of stuff happens all the time in the United States, and either there is no world outside, or it's very boring and nothing remarkable happens there. Thankfully the Net proved this theory wrong, and we visited many sites to learn about what sorts of things other people had been up to today. Turns out it was a pretty hopping day indeed.

Anyway, come late afternoon the Attilas formed an axis of evil with Ferengie Steve and together they took the remote hostage and forced it to tune into ESPN. The rest of the staff of ENN (Always Opposite ESPN) managed, through brilliant military strategy worthy of our warrior blood, to rescue the remote and use it to tune into the BBC World News report, the only TV news program we could find that acknowledged the existence of Other Countries With Newsworthy Things Happening in Them.

Of all the news reports we watched during the day, this was the only one that actually had footage of the giant block party that took place in one of the world's cities that amazingly enough exist outside of the USA. It was a pretty awesome party, with bofires, water games, and people engaging in some major (de)construction work as they sang songs that called for the resignation of some guy who's been doing a very accurate impression of a Turkish rug for a long time.

And then we did a double take as the news presenter began reporting the when-we-say-resign-we-mean-it coup in Thailand. For a moment there we thought maybe we'd had way too much of the fruity wine and the plum juice and were seeing double. So we had a few more drinks to clear our heads and realized that, yep, the Thai military had actually taken over and kicked PM Thaksin Shinawatra out of office. We're still investigating whether he had done any amount of lying or if any tapes were involved.

What's somewhat surreal is some of the parallels between the situation in Thailand and that of the country where the water cannon Olympic trials had been taking place overnight. The similarities are not quite as impressive as those sheets that list the similarities between Kennedy and Lincoln, but they're still interesting. Check it out:


  • Discontent among the masses had increased steadily in the past few months, and protestors were demanding that their PM resign, charging that he had undermined democracy.

  • The military coup comes just weeks before an election. [The previous election -- in April!! -- has been declared invalid, something which the people of a certain country might want to consider doing].

  • The currency traded down sharply as a result of the political unrest.

  • The two cities where most of the stuff happened have names beginning with B.

Interestingly, and according to what we saw on the BBC World News, the coup took place quite peacefully -- there were a whole bunch of tanks circling the PM's offices, and many armed soldiers hanging around joking with the locals ("Two Prime Ministers walk into a bar..."). There was not a single car on fire, though irritatingly enough most restaurants had closed early, a very serious situation which might lead to severe riots organized by tourists craving some Thai pad. In the event that lawlessness should descend upon Bangkok, riot police have been deployed and ordered to spray rioters with peanut sauce. The hot kind.

So, the moral of the story appears to be that if you really want something done, you ought to look to Asia for inspiration. And if you crave some Thai pad, you better pack your own noodles.

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Hand, talk to the


What do you give the exotic dancer who has everything? Why, a hand in a jar, of course. Diamonds may be a girl's best friend, but a preserved human hand says "I'm a real psycho." The custom of giving body parts to women was arguably begun by painter Vincent van Gogh, who while in Arles in 1888 cut off a portion of his ear and gave it to a prostitute. History does not tell us whether Vince's girlfriend also had a collection of human skulls in her apartment, like Linda Kay. Clearly the good doctor's dancing queen feels that collecting dolls and having a couple of cats as pets is just too bourgeois. You can't really stick a candle to a cat when you want to create a spooky atmosphere, after all, because you'll end up with a very pissed off cat and possibly septicemia. And trying to use a cat as a novelty ashtray is a fire hazard. Besides, having skulls and preserved body parts comes in very handy for Halloween parties, especially if your guests are serial killers or members of the Addams family.

Christmas is around the corner, and if you want to save scads of money while avoiding crowds and irritating muzak, we suggest boning up (har har) on the grave robbing tradition. It is high time to revive this time-honored activity, and you don't even need to be a medical student to do so. All you need is a buddy, a pair of shovels, and a deep love of serious recycling. And just imagine the look on your beloved's face when you present her with a pelvis, which she can use as a handy dish to dispense sweets to the trick-or-treaters.

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1000, worth

We interrupt our scheduled programming to bring you a few of those things that are worth 1000 words. Budapest, circa 2006.











And an oldie:

vasárnap, szeptember 17, 2006

Fire, pants on

Oh, crap, they're on to me



You can't hide your lyin' eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now you'd realize
There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes
~Eagles

There's a whole lotta shakin' going on in ye olde country. Politician Caught Lying: Shock, Probe, Film at 11. Truthful-to-the-bone reader AJ alerted ENN (Pulling Ourselves Outta the Shit Daily) about a developing story concerning the stunning revelation that the Hungarian PM ("I am not a crook!") and his government have lied with abandon from the second they were elected, and perhaps even from birth. The staff of ENN (Would We Lie to You?) have a hard time digesting this painful revelation (and the fact we've been stuffing ourselves with awesome homemade food all weekend has nothing to do with this. Nothing, I tell you!), and we feel we have lost our innocence today. Politicians lie? Like, a lot? Say it ain't so, Feri baby! We're so shocked we could crawl into the fetal position and hug our teddy bears.

To prevent the total shutdown of our brains due to this painful disillusionment, we did a little research and found that lying must've been around for a long time, given the impressive number of quotes that deal with this art. People never lie so much as after a hunt, during a war or before an election, said Otto von Bismarck, who was clearly a precog. And German philosopher Hannah Arendt had this to contribute: The trouble with lying and deceiving is that their efficiency depends entirely upon a clear notion of the truth that the liar and deceiver wishes to hide. See, we disagree with Hannah here. We think the real trouble with lying and deceiving is that their efficiency is shot to hell when the media gets a hold of tapes where people admit to lying.

This situation is sure to make the citizens of Hungary even angrier than they have been for a while. People had already been calling for the PM's resignation, and some dudes who do business in Pesterzsébet on Wednesdays have already indicated they've had enough of Pinocchio and his pals, and have said very clearly (and coincidentally, also on tape) that if the current bunch of lying liars doesn't step down (so the next bunch of lying liars can have a go at the country, because, hey, Hungary hasn't suffered enough, right?) they will set fire to Budapest. You know, perhaps this is not the best time to build that 8th bridge.

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kedd, szeptember 12, 2006

Religion, losing my

We totally don't get it.


The Hoos are in hot water again, and again over the comics section of The Cavalier Daily. In response to the cartoon featured above, the editor caught quite a lot of flak from the Catholic community, who thought the offering was not so much artistic as offensive and wanted the paper to publish an apology, which they will do when Hell freezes over, pigs fly, or Britney Spears becomes president of Mensa, whichever happens first.

The staff of ENN (We Love Pi) can't figure out what this cartoon is supposed to satirize. Math? Christianity? Jesus? The Crucifixion? We have spent countless hours thinking about this. OK, 15 minutes in between classes, but we think hard in a short time. It's called efficiency, dawgs. Alas, we haven't figured this out yet, mainly because our brains are fried from trying to understand the subtleties of I Love Budapest. Or it might be because we in the Northeast just don't get southern humor, y'all. Even so, we raise a shot of plum juice to the Cavalier Daily's editor for defending the First Amendment.

Some random people whose authority on these matters is highly questionable have suggested that the joke might be that someone is sure to complain simply because of the fact that a religious icon is depicted. "Hey, dude, check this out! I drew a Jesus, right, and he's on a cross, right, but it's not really a cross, ok, but a cartesian plane! But hey, dude, here's the thing: the Christians are gonna hate this, dude, and they're gonna be bitching about it! Isn't that, like, totally cool and hilarious?"

Whatever. What's important is we all got the right to print stuff, m'k? Don't like it? Move to Slovakia. To quote the immortal Cartman: screw you guys, I'm going home.

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péntek, szeptember 08, 2006

Minds, changing our



The staff at ENN (We are Borg) reserves the right to change its collective mind whenever it sees fit. So after watching I Love Budapest again (don't ask), and in light of recent events and stuff (nope, we're not telling) we've decided to retract the comment we made in item 1 of our previous review of this film. We still totally don't get the flying car thing and we think the whole opening scene is a little dorky, but we have seen the light about other stuff. Stay tuned for updated reviews if our ability to appreciate artsy stuff ever improves. In the meantime, don't say we never retracted anything.

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Testes, that explains the tiny

I resent the implication I take steroids, officer!
Those? Why, they're water pills.

According to AP (Way Inferior to ENN), Hungarian border guards on Thursday detained two Slovaks (a man and a woman) smuggling 16,000 tablets of steroids into Upper Hungary (which the Slovaks refer to as "Slovakia"). According to the same release, "the two people drew attention to themselves because of their confused behavior." On the off chance that these people might be related to Jan "Da Boozer" Slota, who displays confused behavior in between bouts of snarling bigotry, the border guards decided to play it safe and employ the services of a drug-sniffing dog.

ENN (We're Here to Pump You Up) has discovered that, contrary to the rumor that the goods were located in the smugglers' backsides, along with a couple of cell phones and a loaded .38, they were in fact hidden between the back seat and the gas tank of the car, at least according to border guard spokeswoman Katalin Pokorny Ilauiszki. The dog confirms these findings.

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csütörtök, szeptember 07, 2006

Now?, can you hear me



Small enough to fit anywhere!


The staff at ENN (We Know You're Dialing Right Now) is no stranger to cell phones. In fact, when we're not boozing or making fun of loser bigots (hey, WerwolfSSlovakia! We'll pay you a bazillion forint, roughly the equivalent to USD22.50, if you set yourself on fire) we can be found texting one another about boozing or bigots, and sometimes about boozer bigots (how's things in Upper Hungary, Jan? We offer the same deal as for Wolfie). But even when we've indulged in ye olde plum juice, we would never consider inserting cell phones into our nether regions, like these Salvadoran gangbangers, who not only kept their mobiles where the sun don't shine, but also found room for accessories in there (chargers, chips...possibly a PDA or 2, and an iPod). This has got to be more fun than hamsters, who normally can't be set to vibrate.

Meanwhile, in another part of the forest, a "scientist" who probably watches X Files reruns too much, has convinced Trinity College to fund a study about phone telepathy. ENN (We Have the Biggest Crystal Balls in the World) thinks this is a very good use of grant money that would otherwise be wasted on cancer or AIDS studies. In fact, we are at this very moment designing a study to determine whether any kind of phone telepathy exists between Salvadoran prisoners who keep cell phones up their asses. Can they tell when they're about to ring? "I feel a call coming. No, wait, I think it's last night's chili."

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vasárnap, szeptember 03, 2006

Terminology, regarding

The word "atrocity" is overused on the news, especially news reported by European agencies. Many articles refer to the attacks on Hungarians and Hungarian symbols by Slovaks as "atrocities." I'm in no way attempting to minimize the impact of these attacks, nor their historical, political, cultural, symbolic, or personal significance, but calling them atrocities is a little over the top. The Beslan hostage crisis was an atrocity. The Srebrenica Massacre was an atrocity. The Holocaust was an atrocity. The acts by ignorant Slovak losers who have nothing better to do with their empty and pathetic lives than to deface national symbols or beat up women range from hooliganism and vandalism to hate crimes. Ugly as these acts are, they are not atrocities. Let's not lose perspective.

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szombat, szeptember 02, 2006

Slovakia, promoting sex tourism in

Hungarian football fans provide free tourism advertising for Slovakia

Slovakia is beautifully! Hungarian football fans know it and wish to make the world aware of it. Go to Slovakia! Fuck a Slovak! Hell, fuck the whole region! This photo and others have made headlines around the civilized world, as well as in Slovakia, where apparently those wonderfully randy Slovaks totally misunderstood the friendly intent on the part of the Hungarians. The problem is that English, while it is becoming more common in Central Europe, remains quite esoteric for many in the region. This is why the Slovaks didn't get that the football fans were only trying to promote the northern region of Hungary (aka Slovakia) and its loving nature. The staff of ENN (Reporting the News from Waaaaaaay on the Other Side of the Danube) feels it is our duty to clarify things, lest more attacks on mobile phone customers take place.

So, without further ado, let us translate:

Fuck Slovakia -- "Slovakia is a sexy place with more action than Bangkok! Wanna Bangkok? Go to Slovakia!"

Jan Slota Must Die -- "Jan Slota drinks too much, and this will no doubt lead to cirrhosis of the liver, which in many cases leads to death. Jan, darling, we care! Stop drinking! Fuck Slovaks instead!"

Slovaks, you will always remain our slaves -- "Embrace BDSM!"

The situation is clearly escalating. Slovak Police President Jan Packa illuminated the issue by offering his insight, clearly born of years of experience in the mean streets: "Some acts are beginning to create nationalist problems," he said. ENN (Lumpen Elements Creating Nationalist Problems Daily), owes Mr. Packa a debt of gratitude for pointing this out. We wouldn't have noticed a thing had he not mentioned this. I'll have "Stating the Bloody Obvious" for $1000, Alex.

On The Other Side of the Danube (TM), the Hungarian PM decided he was done being Mr. Nice and demanded in his strongest language yet that Bobby Fico use some strong language of his own to chastise his naughty people ("Now hear this: Stop bothering the neighbors, you hear? I mean it"). He went even further and summoned the Slovak ambassador to Budapest for a good spanking. He officially demanded “that the politics of silence come to an end.” Rumors that Fico & and his Brat (islava) Pack responded by dropping their pants and mooning towards the south are still unconfirmed. Really, Feri. Bullies don't understand words. Try another approach. Like dropping Mr. Softee machines on their heads. That'll get their attention. The People's Republic of EZA is standing by with silos full of Root Vegetables of Mass Destruction, all ready to be shot over the river at the silly little Slovaks. All you gotta do is ask.

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