Nine Eleven

I no longer watch newscasts - I try to spare myself as much worrying as I can. I will not check the nine eleven commemorations either, I only hope no terror act would be carried out again.

New York, don't worry. I will never leave you. I will be back. 

Clouds are beautiful and enigmatic

I was about 13 and the school assignment was that you should bring your favourite piece of music, play it in front of the class and elaborate why you liked it. 

I was the weird guy back then too so I pounced on the opportunity, volunteered to be the first and brought this song in. The song starts with the narrator (there is no singer, merely a weekish chorus later in the song) saying "I am looking at the clouds, these clouds are so beautiful, enigmatic, innocent and true to their own nature." The song climaxes when the narrator announces that "I may as well be a kamikaze myself" which would be shocking enough to a class of 13 years old children if only they knew who a kamikaze is.  

The song was written in 1983 with communism still ruling in Hungary - with one public sphere, one (or maybe two) TV channel(s), one uninterrupted official narrative. Anything beyond that was available to a few hundred intellectuals based in Budapest. This song was substream too of course, never released until the 1990s and I will never know how it felt back then in that context where the words "mainstream" and "substream" did actually mean something. 

I don't know. Anyways, this band produced a number of other songs none of which are even remotely enjoyable, but this one is good. But I could not say why I liked it, so I guess I failed the assignment back then   

They've all come

"Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping
"I'm empty and aching and I don't know why"
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all come to look for America
All come to look for America

This was written in 1968 - no signs of global warming, no mention of ozone layer, no notion of rocketing oil prices (the price of oil was practically not changing between 1930s and 1971 -- isn't that incredible?) this was before even the oil crisis of the seventies in a world that seemed secure and perfectly maintainable.

On January 8, 2008, Governor Jon Corzine proposed a 50 percent increase in tolls on New Jersey's three toll roads in 2010, with increases of a similar percentage every four years after that, in order to help pay state debt. Each times tolls increased, there would be an additional increase for inflation since the last toll increase (for the first, since 2006). The roads would be maintained by a nonprofit corporation that would pay back bonds to the state. Under this plan, and without considering the inflation increases, tolls on the New Jersey Turnpike would have risen from $6.45 to $42.92 in 2022. It was considered possible that commuters will receive discounts from the higher toll rates. The plan, however, was not enacted due to mounting opposition from New Jersey residents (wikipedia).

Will anyone ever make a coast-to coast funride with Greyhound again? And wake up on a bus when dawn breaks? Guess only businessmen will be able to afford it, but businessmen are not the type of people who mutter to Kathy half asleep, count cars, or feel lost. It is all gone.  

Daphne and John

What a splendid idea. You hitchhike your way across USA from New England to LA with a girl. You don't care for each other but by the time you get to California you fall in love. The world should work like this.

I wonder, though, would I still be so enthusiastic about the romantic potential if I hadn't developed a crush on Daphne Zuniga? I think I would, I loved When Harry Met Sally and I never cared for Meg Ryan. Love is a result of the struggles you go through together and the more intense the experiences are, the more profound your love develops. And another factor that adds to the romantic potential: you should not notice it happening. Like when you have been drinking vodka in an armchair and you never notice you are completely drunk until you stand up and stumble immediately.

Dexter

Elbicikliztem az Odeonba, és kivettem a Dexter első évadjának első három részét. Próbálom bepótolni a minőségi sorozatokban való elmaradásomat (ha van kulturális termék, ahol az utóbbi időben fejlődést mutat a világ, akkor az a tévésorozat. Eléggé érthetetlen, hogy mitől van így, de így van).

Dexterről annyit tudok, hogy vérminta-elemző, ami, mint megtudtam, egy korrekt, létező ága a kriminalisztikának, tehát konkrét tudomány foglalkozik azzal, hogy egy vérfoltból vagy vérfoltok mintázatából mi megállapítható.

Hálás köszönet

Ha valaki leírja azt a szóösszetételt, hogy "hálás köszönet", tudjunk róla, hogy idiótával van dolgunk. Végképp egyértelműsítő adat, ha azt is melléteszi, hogy "érte", és egy mondat mögé zárójelbe csomagolja a struktúrát pl. "Sanyi idehozta a szekrényt (hálás köszönet érte)."

Mi is köszönjük.

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