Celebrating the Ides of March
Orlai-petofi1
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Category: 2017, Freedom, Patriotism
Mar, 28, 2017

In Roman times the Ides of March was a festive day dedicated to the god Mars, the god of war, and military parades were usually held. Then on the Ides of March of 44 B.C. something historic happened.

Julius Caesar, the Emperor of Rome was assassinated by a group of senators who felt he was gaining too much power and feared the republic was in jeopardy of the man who took the title of “Dictator for Life.” They took it upon themselves to rid any chance of Caesar abusing his immense power.

Since then, the Ides of March has been synonymous with caution, danger, and conspiracy, but in reality it is a day for remembering acts of liberation from tyranny.

That is how our Founding Fathers felt when they passed a historic resolution on March 15, 1776 that the authority of the British Crown should be suppressed.

In 1848 the Hungarian nation rose in rebellion against the Austro-Hungarian Empire that stayed in power by inciting its citizens by hatred of other nationalities within the Empire. Racial and chauvinistic hatred fomented by their rulers kept Hungarians, Czechs, Slovaks, Serbs, Croats, and Romanians in fear of each other and gave the Emperor power over them.

The revolution led by Lajos Kossuth is still celebrated on this day in Hungary. It is the most honored memory of the past remembering how oppression must be resisted and emperors removed from power.

On this Ides of March let me acquaint you with the immortal words of the Hungarian poet Sándor Petöfi:

On your feet, Magyar, the homeland calls!
The time is here, now or never!
Shall we be slaves or free?
This is the question, choose your answer! -
By the God of the Hungarians
We vow,
We vow, that we will be slaves
No longer!

We were slaves up til now,
Damned are our ancestors,
Who lived and died free,
Cannot rest in a slave land.
By the God of the Hungarians
We vow,
We vow, that we will be slaves
No longer!

Useless villain of a man,
Who now, if need be, doesn’t dare to die,
Who values his pathetic life greater
Than the honor of his homeland.
By the God of the Hungarians
We vow,
We vow, that we will be slaves
No longer!

The sword shines brighter than the chain,
Decorates better the arm,
And we still wore chains!
Return now, our old sword!
By the God of the Hungarians
We vow,
We vow, that we will be slaves
No longer!

The Magyar name will be great again,
Worthy of its old, great honor;
Which the centuries smeared on it,
We will wash away the shame!
By the God of the Hungarians
We vow,
We vow, that we will be slaves
No longer!

Where our grave mounds lie,
Our grandchildren will kneel,
And with blessing prayer,
Recite our sainted names.
By the God of the Hungarians
We vow,
We vow, that we will be slaves
No longer!

NOW READ IT AGAIN AND REPLACE THE WORDS MAGYAR AND HUNGARIAN WITH THE WORD AMERICANS. JUST REMEMBER ALL WHO DIED FOR THE FREEDOMS WE NOW ENJOY AND YOU MAY ALSO VOW NEVER TO LOSE IT!

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