Yee-haw! I was lucky enough to catch Dr. Strangelove on TV last night, definitely one of my fave movies of all time. It's interesting to watch, say, the BBC's banned late sixties faux documentary on the probable consequences of a nuclear attack on Britain. But Dr. Strangelove shows us exactly how all our safeguards and good intentions can amount to nothing now that we have the bomb. I love the way it uses the elements of a John Wayne war movie to get its point accross. I mean, take the B-52 crew. They're your typical war movie heroes: determined to serve their country, they won't let up, no matter how many obstacles they have to overcome. They get hit by a missile blast, start loosing fuel fast, can't release the warhead... Everything is up against them, even the audience wants them to fail this time, but these good American boys prevail and bring about the total anihilation of mankind and all life on this planet. Watch your fluids, guys!
Of course, the movie was on pretty late, so I woke up feeling like crap again this morning. I revised communications all day at work, not very exciting stuff and had a terminology meeting in the afternoon.
Tonight we had some guests over, Anna's colleagues from the European School. She spent the entire afternoon preparing a good old fashioned Hungarian dinner with gulash soup, cottage cheese pancakes and Mr. Bock's wine from Villány. It was a good opportunity to satisfy my urge for flapping my mouth. As we were talking about all sorts of things ranging from the integration of people working here, through our respective homelands and the miseries of traffic to renewable energy, a storm rolled in with thunder and lightning, marking the end of the good weather we enjoyed here for days... Just in time for the weekend.
We quickly cleaned up after the guests left, after which Anna went to bed and I read an article in last week's HVG about Sigmund Freud. Then I checked my e-mails before beginning to write this entry. Got one from grandpa with a couple of comments about my earlier posts on religion and immigration. Since he sent his comments in a private message, I'm not going to discuss them in this public space, but I feel that I'll have to ellaborate my position on these issues a bit further sometime.
It's getting pretty late (or early), so I'm going to call it a day for now. It's still raining cats and dogs.
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