It is a centuries-old tradition in Hungary that people don’t vote for, but rather against someone.

As rain brings a flourish of frogs, the bearded, Orthodox patriarch of
a Budapest furniture manifacturing family, predicts, in the aftermath of
World War I. an ominous future for Hungary. He and his family live in
tasteful, spacious comfort above their classy showroom, where they
sell fine quality reproduction of period pieces. The brief Red terror
that follows the Great War, a foreshadowing of what will befall
Hungary in the wake of World War II, finds the store stripped of
its stock, which is returned once the communist threat subsides.