I'll tell you, for me, this election is besides a collection of scenes. I'll remember 1 for a long time.
I leave the debate yesterday, all candidates have their fans who shout “Simon”, “Karol”, “Grzegor” and so on. I make a fast turn and after 20 seconds I'm in the car. To leave, I gotta break through this crowd. Slowly, slow crossing between screaming people. abruptly individual knocks on the passenger window. Karol Nawrocki.
I'm joking.
Maybe a good thought with this conference – says Nawrocki. Around screaming voters, photojournalists, bodyguards, people with megaphones. And all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, it's like I can't hear you. - But tell me... You doubted me, didn't you?
– Well, I doubted it, I admit.
– I have a large request, and I want you to think about whether in 2021 I would have signed specified a paper if I were a tenement cleaner. If that's how house-cleaners work. Don't uncertainty me. You're welcome.
I'm going to remember this due to the fact that this scene moved me. There was no shoes in Nawrock's eyes, no arrogance, no pretence, no escape to your car. He was just like that – I thought at the time, honest – sad that in the eyes of another individual he lost his face. And he made a test, though he didn't have to. It was unforced and by that appealing. Without the microphones, despite the crowds around it is without witnesses. No bloating or acting, typical of debate. It's a human minute in politics.
Krzysztof Stanowski 
