Dreams and Consciousness

Gabriel and Tilda’s first business trip in the new year brought them to Budapest in Hungary, one of Gabriel’s favourite cities. From the Liszt Ferenc airport, they went to the Science Academy’s Guest House by taxi. For Gabriel, it was a pleasure to help the academy do business because it was under heavy pressure from the Orbán government’s stupid antiscience policy, which was bleeding it out by denying it funding. When he told this Tilda, she accused him of having naïve views on politics. “Why is Orbán such a bad guy to use his state apparatus and violence? Are the others any better? Nobody can tell me that it is justice when the Americans simply kill a persona-non-grata like Al Badawi,” she said. Gabriel winced at that but said nothing. After work, Tilda and Gabriel walked around Fisherman’s Bastion for some basic Budapest sightseeing. They had a nice vegetarian/pescetarian meal in a little Italian restaurant sitting outside in the streets of Buda with some heaters above and a candle between them. Gabriel had black spaghetti with shrimp. However, most interesting, indeed, was the dinner talk.