György Lukács, born György Bernát Löwinger —Dad changed the family name from a Jewish one to a Hungarian one. If you ever see the name Lukács György, that's me, too; in Hungarian (as in Japanese, Korean, or Chinese), the last name comes first, so you might see it either way.
Georgie Pordgie, That Marxist Guy, The Flip Flopper, Luke the Duke
Budapest, Hungary. Mom and Dad had big bucks, so we lived pretty well. Plus, Dad was a baron, so I inherited his baronial title. That's how we rolled. Did I mention I was a Marxist?
I pumped out articles on literary and aesthetic theory at a staggering rate and even founded A Szellem (The Spirit), an avant-garde journal. That little project didn't last long, partly because I wasn't too keen on avant-garde aesthetics.
I attended school in Berlin and Budapest, but you didn't have to twist my arm. I always loved learning and was a voracious reader of Marx, Kierkegaard, and Max Weber. I picked up a Ph.D in Political Science at the University of Kolozsvár (these days, it's in Romania, and it's called Cluj-Napoca) in 1906 and a doctorate from University of Budapest three years later. Fun fact: my dissertation was on modern drama.
Don't make any plans, cause this one's gonna take a while.
First, you need to know Marxism and religion are about as compatible as siblings on a long road trip. Second, by way of response, I will quote myself: "The so-called religious faith is nothing more than the certitude that regardless of all temporary defeats and setbacks, the historical process will come to fruition in our deeds and through our deeds" (source).
Communist Party of Hungary