We were placed in the group of death at the 2020-21 European Football Championship. That's what the international trade press called it, since we had to compete with the two previous world champions and the defending champion. The Hungarian national team performed well against the French, Germans and Portuguese. The same cannot be said about the other group of deaths, in which we had been fighting with all the countries of the Earth for a year and a half, except for the penguins of the South Pole, and for six weeks we led the list of deaths in proportion to the population, but we were on the podium for a long time before that. This book is not about Covid, but about the sea of ​​lies with which Orbán and some of his friends are still trying to cover up this sad fact, sometimes beating their chests that they handled the epidemic the best in the whole world, sometimes blaming the opposition for everything. According to the author, half of the 30,000 dead of the first three waves could still be alive if they acted in time. He takes them one after the other, but because he is a comedian, sometimes he wanders off a bit. He has a feeling some people won't be happy about him.