After the Simicska jizz-gate came to a temporary conclusion last Friday when the media mogul and businessman went away for a week of snow sledding – you would think this is a joke but it’s not: apparently he had this booked trip, which he didn’t want to cancel – the Hungarian press was ripe with speculation about how much and what the former student roommate and long-time friend of the prime minister would disclose about their potentially chequered past. The first question that presents itself is how much Simicska actually knows? This is something that nobody can really answer, so let’s put it this way: if there is anybody in this country who could cause some serious damage to the reputation of Viktor Orbán and Fidesz in general, it’s Simicska. He is, however, not stupid. He knows very well that releasing such details is the equivalent of pressing a self-destruct button. So what is it that makes this still a dangerous situation for Orbán, for a lot of people who were close to the finances of Fidesz in the past 20 years, and probably even for some of the people on the other side of the political aisle (as Simicska undoubtedly knows plenty about them as well)? It is the fact that there is only one thing more dangerous than a wounded animal: a wounded animal with nothing to lose. With his billions probably secured somewhere offshore, Simicska basically only has his life to consider. After what happened last Friday, he might just be crazy enough to risk that too. And that’s when the real fireworks would start.