In fact, before, the working men had any kind of certainty. In no circumstances assured salaries, a working place, as well, with no home of his own and any life certainty. More accurate: they were as a „leaf on the water”. At the lowest prove of appreciation or promise of better things, from wherever it came, they stick to it because it was their only way to the light (lets not forget about “Ilici’s” light), even if it weren’t like these … Why look behind: the misery from where they came was throwing them to something different. Now, these ones, the communists, promise something: a better living, a more human one … now when most don’t waste their time not even to address …them…people of misery, insignificant ants. The working men were considered the misery of their miserable world.
Raking up their high-minds, the promises they gave, the jobs they offered, in which they didn’t have to break their bones for a peace of bread, it didn’t just made them their faithful followers but at their own, started to get the best out of it knowing exactly that what they now have they won’t ever get, in their life. The new life, with so many goods, so flourishing, was not to neglect. That’s why they were devoted to this cause.
– Sorry to interrupt you, the citizen interfered, but a line of Bacovia from “The working man Serenade” comes like a premonition to what you are saying. I relate the first verse:
“I am a monster for you all
Taking off the edge of a wish for new times
That in your own world I hardly fit …
But soon I’ll hit you in your head!”
– This is how the person that greeted us was … that we earlier met, continued Tomas. After a course for efficiency of six months at the working place, he was moved up. He liked to talk a lot. Someone made him an U.T.C. secretary on the factory. He saw that things were working well and convinced of this fact he “flapped his mouth”. He also made a party school and in this way he became an U.T.C. prime secretary in Moldavia. What else he has done there he didn’t say, but we still found something more from his “activity” there.
He was in good books there, but he suffered because he couldn’t distinguish him self as much as he wanted. How should he do it?
If there were any “Number one enemies” or not in there he didn’t quite knew …The people from around there didn’t use to confess to him …Political acts he was doing enough. In the religious fast holidays he was the one to organize “the Thursday’s Youth” … It didn’t quite have a success for the young ones, but it was an ACTION …