DATUM: 04/01/2026
[D_13 // TRANSMISIJA: FRAGMENT_042 // MIT_O_HEROJSTVU // TRANSMISSION: FRAGMENT_042 // THE MYTH OF HEROISM]
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// TRENUTNA_FREKVENCIJA: ONE_MORE_LIGHT_LP
"Who cares if one more light goes out? I do."
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I'm standing in the middle of Hősök tere in Budapest. Looking at those cold, metallic eyes. Bronze is eternal, they say. Unwavering. Tourists circle them. Everyone wants to take a picture with greatness.
But I don't see the history of that country. As I look at the bronze giants, I see a small, black marble plaque hundreds of miles away. I see my brother's name. Engraved. In silver.
The idea of becoming a ‘folk hero’ is one of the greatest frauds in the history of humankind. The moment they declared him a hero, they took away his right to a biography. They replaced it with a myth. They sanitize you. They wash you clean of blood, sweat, and semen until you become a sterile, three-dimensional caricature.
Being a hero means becoming bronze that pigeons SHIT on. Literally. It's the ultimate defeat of individuality. To become ‘ours’. And actually, nobody's.
But I don't see the history of that country. As I look at the bronze giants, I see a small, black marble plaque hundreds of miles away. I see my brother's name. Engraved. In silver.
The idea of becoming a ‘folk hero’ is one of the greatest frauds in the history of humankind. The moment they declared him a hero, they took away his right to a biography. They replaced it with a myth. They sanitize you. They wash you clean of blood, sweat, and semen until you become a sterile, three-dimensional caricature.
Being a hero means becoming bronze that pigeons SHIT on. Literally. It's the ultimate defeat of individuality. To become ‘ours’. And actually, nobody's.
