FLEEING COMMUNISM  

What started in 1917 as a Bolshevik Revolution in Russia, the killing of Czar and the Czarina with their four children, became a global Social Revolution. When Karl Max published The Communist Manifesto, it brought the communist party into the limelight for China, North Korea, Vietnam and Cuba. This was soon followed by Kenya, Sudan, and Nicaragua. Finally, on October 9, 1944, behind the closed doors of the Kremlin, Churchill, and Stalin agreed on one of the most infamous deals in diplomatic history, which decided the tragic fate of millions in Eastern Europe. Churchill called the deal, "Triumph and Tragedy." Instead of Hitler's Swastika, Hungarian throats were chocked with Stalin's hammer and sickle. By giving Stalin carte-blanche to take as much of Eastern Europe as he could, his Soviet Red Germ spread like a plague, knocking down nations like a bowling ball and inflicting Socialist Communisms on eleven countries, including Hungary. Hitler was evil, but than Stalin loomed up as an even greater danger. By the time, the 'Man of Steel' died, he had murdered 52 million men, women, and children. More then Hitler's eleven million--but the math does not matter where spiritual sickness devours innocent souls!

In the dark winter nights of '44', my father and mother along with my one-and-half-half-year old sister, Elizabeth, ran from the moral decay imposed on Hungary by the inevitable Soviet hegemony. Traces of my parents' footsteps were lost in the human exodus. Being born premature and fearing for my life, I was left behind in the care of my grandmother. When my parents returned two years later to take me out of Communist Hungary, the Iron Curtain had slammed down, blocking us from Austria's border. Three years later, imprisoned by Communism, and the unbearable baseness of Stalin's bloodbath crimes, Hungarian families, were accused with immense trumped-up charges of treason and sabotage. Faced with incrimination against the finest citizens of the land, after ludicrous trials, millions were executed. Like many other families, the Soviets appropriated our family villa and we had to share the same with several communists families. The Soviets also confiscated and shipped 2/3 of the Hungarian production to Russia. They called it our war debt for freeing us from Hitler! 

For 12 years all school children in Hungary were called the '"New Soviet Pioneers." We were dubbed "a cut above all", and required to swear loyalty to the Socialist Party. They tried to engrave into our minds: "Without teaching the youth to adhere to socialism, there is no knowledge, and without knowledge, there is no communisms!" We had to praise Stalin as our father and god. At home, we prayed to another, our true God. Stalin's unopposed domination, gave him nothing to fear, no one to follow, no God, no Hell, no Parent, no Law, and with nothing forbidding him from whatever he wanted, he left this earth with decay and spiritual deprivation. To say, better DEAD THAN RED, which were perhaps fiery words from Hungarians, but by 1956, our people had enough suffering and torment in their so-called Soviet Socialist Paradise. On October 23rd, 1956, the Hungarian people rose against the mighty Soviet Union and crushed them for 11 days, and Hungary was free. The Soviet Union promised to leave Hungary. 

But with Britain and France at odd with the Soviets, oil which flowed through Suez Canal in the Middle East was critical, the Western Allies promise to help Hungary in their fight against the Soviets never materialized. Seeing America would not step in to help the Hungarians, the Red Army turned back from the Soviet borders, tightened their grip, and viciously crushed Hungary with Soviet tanks and troops. In Hungary's final hours my father and many others fought against the Soviet Communists, gave one last broadcast on the radio begging for the free world to help: "Civilized peoples of the world, we implore you to help us in the name of justice, for freedom. Our ship is sinking. Light is failing. The shadows  grow darker every hour over the soil of Hungary."

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Without help, hundreds of thousands Soviet Mongol tanks re-entered Hungary and shelled Budapest with a savagery beyond horror. Two hundred thousand Hungarians died for freedom, hundreds of thousands were executed and a quarter million fled the country, including my family. In early December 6, 1956, it was time for my parents' second escape, but this time, they were taking me and my three siblings with them.

Although it was a standard fare for comrades to discuss Socialism that could result in people being sent to the gulags. With Stalin, and later Gorbachev in power and with the advent of Cold War, when musing on the history of Hungary over a bottle of vodka, the Soviets would say: "LET THEM HATE AS LONG AS THEY FEAR," thus confirmed, human life did not count where ideology was concerned!