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		<title>Váhanie je dobré / Esej</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 07:01:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[andrea]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Élet és Irodalom]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Ilma Rakusa]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Európa má tvar môjho mozgu,“ napísal rumunský autor Mircea Cartarescu v jednom zo svojich fejtónov a svoje tvrdenie upresnil: „Byť Európanom pre mňa neznamená byť dobrý (lepší ako iný), ale byť zložitý, byť komplikovanou postavou plnou vnútorných protikladov, ktorá ich však dokáže spoznať a vyriešiť“. * Môj obraz Európy je tiež subjektívny, aj ja spájam Európu s rozmanitosťou, zložitosťou, komplikovanou protikladnosťou. Nech sa Európska Únia akokoľvek snaží nastoliť jednotu, fakt je, že Európ je veľa, že je to „skutočná konfederácia viacrozmerných Európ“ (Cartarescu), spolunažívajúcich v nesúčasnosti súčasného, pretože ich formuje nielen skutočnosť, ale aj predstavy, sny a spomienky. Dalo by sa [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Zbytková demokracia / Esej</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 22:18:54 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Ákos Szilágyi]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ešte predtým, než než maďarský parlament stihol prijal doplnky k ústave, ktoré predtým zavrhol Ústavný súd, Ákos Szilágyi opísal mechanizmus rozkladu demokracie v Maďarsku. Na jar roku 2010 sa v jednom z členských štátov Európskej únie odohrala “volebná revolúcia”. Týmto štátom bolo Maďarsko. Maďarský ľud sa od víťaza volieb neskôr dozvedel, že svojimi hlasmi nepripravil o moc neschopnú len ľavicovú vládu, ale že zničil liberálnu demokraciu, ktorej základy položila revolúcia a právny štát po roku 1989. Postupne sa začali čoraz jasnejšie vynárať obrysy nového systému, ktorý nahradil zničenú liberálnu demokraciu a ústavnosť. Tejto populistická pseudorevolúcia dali názov “Národná spolupráca”. Zakladajúci [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Oslo</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2013 08:59:53 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Christina Viragh]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Photo: Peter Župník When I&#8217;m asked where I feel I belong, in Hungary where I was born, in Switzerland where I grew up, or in Italy where I live, I answer: in all three countries, to varying degrees and intensity. If I can see that such distinctions may tax the enquirer&#8217;s patience, I simply say: in Europe. But to be honest, I really don&#8217;t know what that means, unless we&#8217;re talking about biographical facts: that I was born in Europe as a European woman to European parents. Or that I find Europe by and large familiar, that I&#8217;d probably be [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Europe&#8217;s secret name</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2013 20:42:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[andrea]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Aris Fioretos]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Photo: Gareth Cattermole / Getty Images Give Europe a soul was the motto under which one of the Fathers of the European Union, Jacques Delors, launched a campaign for the cultural consolidation of Europe a few years ago. He was convinced that a common identity needed to be developed which went deeper than the Schengen Agreement and the common currency, otherwise individual interests could break the Union. While his intent was surely as serious as it was honest, the attendant expectations were somewhat naive. For, might one ask whether a soul could be prescribed, like cost saving measures or penicillin? [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>My Hungarians</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2013 17:56:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[andrea]]></dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Michael Krüger]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Photo: Laszlo Balogh / Reuters Forty years ago I celebrated my thirtieth birthday in San Diego together with Herbert Marcuse and Reinhard Lettau. The birthday dinner was not very appetizing, red sausages and mashed potatoes, which were served to us in a restaurant called Der Wiener Schnitzel. An elderly man was sitting at one of the tables, all alone, who was also picking at his food. Lettau said that he was a Hungarian who had fallen ill because of his homesickness. A homesick Hungarian writer, whose lines had never been read by anybody, sitting in a depressing fast-food restaurant in [&#8230;]]]></description>
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