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June 12th; Saturday. Four pharmacies across Budapest yet I can't pick up some pretty standard angiotensin converting enzyme inhibitors at any of them. Have a coffee in warm afternoon sun near the Danube river bank with Oluwafunmilayo.
Interesting claims by Florin10302020 about 2016 events foreshadowing the 2019 covid outbreak.

June 11th; Friday. New maverick theory says a big magnetic event is signalling a strong new sunspot cycle (not a weak cycle coming up that many astronomers are forecasting).
June 10th; Thursday. Travel by bus to the Big Pogacsa, and manage to haul myself to two Budapest businesses (both of which have the usual Hungarian resentment of the customer) just before they close.
Important warnings about EU sabotage in Ulster.

June 9th; Wednesday. A 1919 book cover with a price in real money.
June 8th; Tuesday. A May article about the total mistake of using curfews to curb covid-19.

June 7th; Monday. The Creepy Line: film describing Google & Facebook news narrative manipulation.
June 6th; Sunday. Reuse of some striking dance moves. And, here's a bit more from the impressive 1969 original. Perhaps Anne's right about musicals changing lives.

June 5th; Saturday. Once again in the Big Pogacsa. Picked up cash in hot sun on Csepel Island, briefly said hello to Cardiologist Akos at the clinic. I was wrong about spring suddenly being upon us. This is perhaps the third genuinely hot day during weeks of rain & cloudiness since the false dawn of February. And it's June now. Global warming of course.
June 4th; Friday. World's largest metropolis Mexico City starts (in defiance of WHO instructions) using ivermectin, and covid-19 deaths go down sharply.

June 3rd; Thursday. Vanese directs me to an interesting-looking writer (& gardener) who seems to be an admirer of Rudolf Steiner, Johann Goethe, and Homeric Greece.
June 2nd; Wednesday. Interesting news that a substantial share of Greenland and Antarctic ice-sheet thawing is coming from inside the earth, reducing inferred atmospheric warming.

June 1st; Tuesday. The rearguard action to keep denying that the covid-19 virus escaped from the Wuhan bioweapons lab now starts to crumble. Nicholas Wade in Unherd weighs up the wet-market theory versus the obvious, and here describes how Wuhan scientists grew covid in humanised mice.
May 31st; Monday. Well-argued allegation that on covid-19, "Not a shred of doubt, Sweden was right".

May 30th; Sunday. A suit announced on May 25th in India, against the Indian woman who is chief scientist at the World Health Organisation (WHO), signals the start of a legal process to examine claims that ivermectin was wrongly dismissed as a treatment for covid-19 (to bolster the case for rushing unneeded vaccines into production?) This cost tens of thousands of lives.
May 29th; Saturday. More prompts to read Rebecca West (especially if Doris Lessing disliked her).

May 28th; Friday. Not-very-helpful grid of Hungarian polling agencies: those showing the Fidesz government in the lead seem to be all Fidesz-funded, while those showing the opposition alliance in the lead seem to be all opposition-funded.
May 27th; Thursday. We stay up late, talking about the Bauhaus, and in particular one of their teachers with a rather distinctive style of his own.

May 26th; Wednesday. In an April interview, data scientists discuss how they were censored for trying to show that lockdowns didn't slow the covid-19 pandemic.
May 25th; Tuesday. Spot Weininger book on Edina's shelves.
Meanwhile finish reading the novel 'The Fear Index' that Harry kindly lent me, since he's acting in the film version being made right now. An eccentric former physicist builds an artificial intelligence that can make buy/sell decisions each day to run a hedge fund. Action takes place in Geneva over around 24 hours in 2010. The wife is not quite right, and the motivations of the three other major characters never completely make sense, but the kind of page-turning yarn Hitchcock said was good for making into a film. After all, the author once thought Neil Kinnock merited a biography (which he wrote) so he's clearly not hugely imaginative, but this tale probably matches the way most non-financiers think finance works. He tries not to drool with envy over the frequently-mentioned large sums of money.

May 24th; Monday. Chatting with Edina, recall I must read Connolly and Muggeridge.
May 23rd; Sunday. Mystery friend Austin refers me to a letter to Science. Extraordinary as this might sound, the leak-from-Wuhan-lab explanation is still just a "theory" for how covid-19 started. Meanwhile, a short study reported in French finds the policy of curfews (as if this wasn't obvious from the start) on balance did substantially more harm than good.

May 22nd; Saturday. Another episode of Masha and the Bear. In this one our young Russian heroine gets kidnapped by the two dodgy wolves with the rusty ambulance.
May 21st; Friday. So here I am, waking up again in the Big Pogacsa. Andras some months ago made me listen to Paul Desmond's Take Ten, a play on Take Five (also by Desmond). I ought to be able to remember how. Beats in the time signature?

May 20th; Thursday. After a complicated start to the day, I find myself eating chocolate at Kecskemet railway station under grey cloudy skies. I can see nothing, but the roar of fighter jets passes over the station, two perhaps three military aeroplanes gadding about somewhere up in the sky. Crosses my mind that each of those pilots in the air get their hearts checked every month by Akos. A short Maceo Plex video with a curious Leonardo quote at the front. Excuse me asking, but how could he have known? Oh - hang on.
May 19th; Wednesday. Duke's 'So In Love With You' : Pizzaman Vocal House Remix / Sil Mix Radio Edit / Remastered original.

May 18th; Tuesday. CDC admits that covid-19 cases were overcounted. Here's the rebuttal, saying that conceding just 6% of covid-19 deaths being due to only covid-19 doesn't amount to admitting deaths were overcounted. An article criticising SAGE. Someone called Judex writes tweets undercutting the official covid-19 narrative.
May 17th; Monday. A Texas Senate hearing is told by a senator that covid-19 vaccines did have animal trials but the animals kept dying. This website alleges the senator's claim is false.

May 16th; Sunday. One of Solomun's Scientist Of Groove DJ performances. Keep an eye on the tall brunette in the white shirt right behind him.
May 15th; Saturday. Each night Edina's two chained dogs Kara & Harci howl into the darkness, it seems to me, calling out across the Great Plain to their unchained third dog friend Roka (who looks a bit like a fox). Roka vanished a couple of weeks ago. Mind you, as Edina points out, the three of them used to howl together for half an hour every evening before the third hound went missing.

May 14th; Friday. A piece of graphical desperation from some new-world-of-work guru consultant guff-sellers. Shoeless tree-head = "more specialised and flexible"?
May 13th; Thursday. Senior military officer claims civil war in France is inevitable.

May 12th; Wednesday. Researchers claim ivermectin was an effective drug all along, just as some doctors were saying 14 months ago. Some Spanish & Latin American medics call for covid-19 vaccinations to be halted. Several US states have passed laws actively banning use of covid-19 vaccination papers as de facto passports: at least ten states so far.
May 11th; Tuesday. This belated crypto-based attempt to price internet use might be worthwhile. This would have been an obvious use of 1970s design time on TCP-IP, had computing back then not been run by obsessive quasi-socialists with no grasp of how resources get allocated.

May 10th; Monday. Innovator creates dummy laptop you can plug a smartphone into.
May 9th; Sunday. Edina recommends an adorable Russian animation character: Masha. Look out for the wolf dentists in their sinister battered van.

May 8th; Saturday. In conversation with Edina, I mention Mr Benatar's nihilism and we agree on an improved title: 'Better Never To Have Written'.
May 7th; Friday. The disinfo campaign built to launch covid-19 hysteria. I bid farewell to Anne and catch a train to Szolnok, where Edina has just finished her visit to the dentist. We drive together back to Szeleveny.

May 6th; Thursday. Do some early-afternoon sleeping in preparation for this evening's night shoot at the film set. A New Yorker article Jessica recommended.
May 5th; Wednesday. Get to the end of another book of Anne's, a collection of short detective stories, 'The Department of Queer Complaints'. These are by Carter Dickson, a writer I vaguely recall mother strongly disliking. Very much at the crossword-puzzle end of the detective-mystery spectrum, the tales feature invisible weapons, non-existent rooms, footprints on top of hedges, invisible murderers and the like. Finding out how each impossible crime was in fact done is strangely satisfying. Published by Pan in the 1940s, the cover shows a revolver, a long slim dagger, a string of pearls, and a stack of one-pound notes from the day when the monarch made no appearance on our money.
Meet Jessica, back from Dixieland, for a lovely late lunch. We catch up on her extensive adventures of the last couple of years.

May 4th; Tuesday. A morning's work at the film set. All very smoothly organised and quite jolly. I get put into a coffin so I can emerge from it saying how comfortable it is. Nice piece via Robin about blockchain-authenticated artworks.
May 3rd; Monday. I finish a lovely book from Anne's shelves: 'J. M. Barrie's Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens', written by May Byron ("with the permission of the author"), illustrated by Arthur Rackham. It seems Anne danced, acted, and sang in a wide range of shows (she simply cannot believe I have never seen 'Cabaret'), but toured the US several years with Peter Pan. Having never read or seen the original play I thought I should experience some of his hospital-funding hero's adventures in make-believe. Very touching, cheering, adorable, and poignant by turns, with exquisite drawings and the occasional colour plate of Rackham's distinctive washed-out autumnal hues. The adventure of defying 'Nurse' and hiding overnight in the park after the gates close in the evening is conveyed perfectly with the seriousness a five-year-old or six-year-old some time between 1900 and 1930 would view it. Listening to Anne talking about her years on the stage, I get the sudden feeling that the boy who never grows up is somehow a crucial figure in 20th-century myth, and I should look into this more.

May 2nd; Sunday. Anne's stylish flat is about 200 yards from a night shop I wrote about in this article. The same lads still staff it. They greet me like old friends.
May 1st; Saturday. Walking distance from Anne's, I get my second covid-19 test. Another slightly rushed affair where I again get the impression the goal is to be able to say to lawyers that all the cast were tested, while making sure to not actually confirm any of us have it. Not that it would matter if we had, of course. On a bus a couple of days ago heard this tune ('Red is the Apple') with a folkishly jaunty summer-hit tune, vaguely undercut by whining lyrics.

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Who can translate the next 300 words into Korean or Hindi? Contact us and there will be revelry.

Languages dying out each week - who cares?

We do - otherlanguages.org is gradually building a reference resource for over five thousand linguistic minorities and stateless languages worldwide.

Thousands of unique language communities are becoming extinct. Out of the world's five to six thousand languages, we hardly know what we're losing, what literatures, philosophies, ways of thinking, are disappearing right now.


We may soon regret the extinction of thousands of entire linguistic cultures even more than we regret the needless extinction of many animals and plants.

The planet is increasingly dominated by a handful of major-language monocultures like Mandarin Chinese, Hindi, Arabic, Indonesian, Urdu, Spanish, Portuguese, English, Swahili, Russian, Cantonese Chinese, Japanese, Bengali - all beautiful and fascinating languages.

But so are the 5,000 others.

These are groups of people?

Linguistic minorities are communities of ordinary people whose native tongue is not their country's main official language. Swedish speakers in Finland, French speakers in Canada, Hungarian speakers in Slovakia - and hundreds more - are linguistic minorities.

And totally stateless languages are the native languages of some of the world's most intriguing, little-known, cultures. Like the Lapps inside the Arctic Circle, the Sards in Sardinia, Ainus in Japan. Cherokee in the US, Scots Gaelic in Britain, Friesian in the Netherlands, Zulu in South Africa. There are only a couple of hundred recognised sovereign states and territories, so 5,000 languages - more depending on how you count - are the native tongues of linguistically stateless people.

How could I help?

You don't need to learn an endangered language - any more than go to live in the rainforest to help slow its destruction.

A good start is to just tell friends about websites like this.

Broader public interest makes it easier for linguists to raise funds and organise people to learn these languages while there's time.

That's right. There are people who love languages and are happy to learn them on behalf of the rest of us, but they need support, just like zoologists, botanists, or historians.

Fewer languages still sounds good to me

Depends what you think languages are for. They're not just a tool for business. We never said you should learn three or four thousand rare languages - or even one. And which ones we make children learn in school, or whether we should force children to learn languages at all, is another question.

Typical scene in a European city; Chances are, folk here speak some sort of foreign language *5

A century ago - before we understood ecology, and when we cared less about wilderness, most educated people would have laughed at the idea of worrying about plants or animals going extinct. Now we understand how important species diversity is for our own futures, we are more humble, and more worried.

In the same way, linguistic triumphalism by English-speakers who hated studying foreign grammar at school is dangerously ignorant as well as arrogant. Few of us know what we are losing, week by week. How many people realise these languages have scientific value?

Scientific value?

You can think of these languages across the planet as beautiful cathedrals or precious archeological sites we are watching being destroyed. That should be motive enough.

But these five thousand languages may also hold clues to the structure of the human mind. Subtle differences and similarities

Wireless radio can be a great comfort to those unable to leave the textbooks in which they live *6
between languages are helping archeologists and anthropologists to understand what happened in the hundreds of centuries of human history before written history. And that is one of our best chances of understanding how human brains developed over the thousands of centuries leading up to that.

Study of the mind and study of language go hand in hand these days. The world's most marginal languages are actually precious jigsaw pieces from an overall picture of who we are and how our species thinks and evolves. Every tiny language adds another brightly-coloured clue to this academic detective story.

Yet researchers have hardly started sifting through this tantalising evidence, and language extinction is washing it away right in front of us.

And worst of all, most people have no idea that there is this fantastic profusion of cultures across our world, let alone that they are in danger of extinction. Even just more people learning that there are still five thousand living languages in the world today (most of us would answer five hundred or fifty) is already a huge help.

We English-speakers hardly notice English - it's like air for us. But every other language is also an atmosphere for an entire cultural world, and each of these worlds has people whose home it is. Each language encapsulates a unique way of talking and thinking about life. Just try some time in a foreign prison, being forced to cope in another language, and you'll realise how much your own language is your identity. That's true for everyone.

Minority languages are a human-rights issue?

One of the most basic.

Dozens of millions of people worldwide suffer persecution from national governments for speaking their mother tongue - in their own motherland.

Many 'ethnic' feuds puzzling to outsiders had as their basis an attempt to destroy a linguistic community. Would the Northern Ireland dispute be quite so bitter if we English had not so nearly stamped out the Irish Gaelic language, for example? Almost nowhere in the world does a language community as small as the few thousand Rheto-Romanic speakers - the fourth official language of Switzerland - get the protection of a national government. Next time you see some Swiss Francs, check both sides of the banknote.

But outside exceptional countries like Switzerland or the Netherlands, speakers of non-official languages have a much less protected experience.

Speakers of minority languages are often seen as a threat by both the governments and the other residents of the countries where they were born, grew up, and try to live ordinary lives.

They experience discrimination in the job and education markets of their homelands, often having no choice but to pursue education in the major language of the host state: a deliberate government policy usually aimed at gradually absorbing them into the majority culture of that country.

Mighty oaks from tiny acorns grow, of course *7

Most governments are privately gleeful each time another small separate culture within their borders is snuffed out by a dwindling population or a deliberately centralising education system.

The United Nations is no help. It is an association of a couple of hundred sovereign states based on exclusive control of territory, almost all of them anxious to smother any distinct group or tradition that in any way might blur or smudge the hard-won borders around those pieces of territory.

The usual approach by sovereign states is to deny their linguistic minorities even exist.


Mark Griffith, site administrator / contact at otherlanguages.org

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*1 image from , with thanks
*2 "Al-Araby" in written Arabic (read more)
*3 "What?" in American Sign Language; image from , with thanks
*4 "Big" in written Chinese  (read more); image from , with thanks
*5 image from , with thanks
*6 image from , with thanks
*7 image from 'B?ume', with thanks to  Bruno P. Kramer, and Franckh-Kosmos Verlag


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60 indiai ejszaka
61 cleopatra: histories, dreams & distortions
63 what mad pursuit
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65 writing the romantic comedy
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67 dougal & the blue cat
68 diego velasquez
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70 a certain chemistry
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82 short history of french literature
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88 the alchemist
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92 memory
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94 hard times
95 spells for teenage witches
97 the pig that wants to be eaten
98 encyclopaedia of stupidity
99 seventy eight degrees of wisdom: part i
100 beach watching
101 the ancient greeks
102 brainstorms
103 seventy eight degrees of wisdom: part ii
104 utopia
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106 alphabet versus goddess
107 writing on drugs
108 news from somewhere
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110 petrus hispanus mester logikajabol
111 art of seduction
112 stet
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118 hopjoy was here
119 bump in the night
120 box of delights
121 color atlas of immunology
122 fashionistas
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124 a new kind of fool
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128 beginner's dutch
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169 flashman & the dragon
170 from bauhaus to our house
171 100 great paintings
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179 fire in the mind
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190 secrets: palm-reading
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192 cat's abc
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195 philip's guide to electric living
196 sins for father knox
197 celtic twilight
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225 charity ends at home
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232 small world
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238 why buildings fall down
239 the empty space
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243 utmutato tarot
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287 basque history of the world
288 truth: a guide
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290 newtonian casino
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292 the world without us
293 5-minute nlp
294 concise guide to alchemy
295 evidence in camera
296 4-hour work week
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298 de-architecture
299 how to lie with maps
300 a book of english essays
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302 the occult philosophy in the elizabethan age
303 le pelerinage des bateleurs
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305 greenmantle
306 the hero with 1000 faces
307 goethe's parable
308 rhedeyek es fraterek
309 letter to a christian nation
310 the tryst
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312 mill on the floss
313 metastases of enjoyment
314 the isles
315 between the woods and the water
316 secrets of the great pyramid
317 life in the french country house
318 the china study
319 tarot: theory & practice
320 the roger scruton reader
321 alchemy & mysticism
322 picasso's mask
323 the rule of four
324 triumph of the political class
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328 mind wide open
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330 society of the spectacle
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335 temporary autonomous zone
336 the human touch
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338 the king of oil
339 dowsing
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342 story of my life
343 plain tales from the hills
344 under the influence
345 modern culture
346 50 mots clefs d'esoterisme
347 giordano bruno & the hermetic tradition
348 development, geography & economic theory
349 das kapital: a biography
350 strange days indeed
351 hegel: a very short introduction
352 reflections on the revolution in france
353 history of sexuality: an introduction
354 why we buy
355 origins of virtue
356 the holographic universe
357 a dead man in deptford
358 obsolete
359 137
360 in your face
361 7 spies who changed the world
362 the noetic universe
363 why beauty is truth
364 imagery in healing
365 the craftsman's handbook
366 futurism
367 in the cards
368 dmso
369 les hommes et leurs genes
370 the franchise affair
371 the decision book
372 les harmonies de la nature a l'epreuve de la biologie
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374 zuleika dobson
375 l'empire de nombres
376 circus philosophicus
377 some girls
378 number
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380 how to get your ideas adopted
381 drive
382 emergence
383 rfid : la police totale
384 the tempest
385 aspects of wagner
386 view over atlantis
387 world atlas of mysteries
388 art of the dogon
389 genesis machines
390 the sirius mystery
391 the cult of the fact
392 anastasia
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394 a whiff of death
395 spirit level delusion
396 wavewatcher's companion
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398 elegance
399 death in a scarlet coat
400 architecture without architects


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April 30th; Friday. Travel back into Budapest to stay some nights with kind Anne, a dancer, so I can do my second rather suspect covid test at 11am tomorrow. Well-argued piece about the origin of covid-19.
April 29th; Thursday. Travel to Budapest and back to Szeleveny to sign my name on 68 separate sheets of paper. Too expensive to buy, but in the Chinese supermarket discover some intriguing Oriental bags of Kit-Kat bars in curious spicy flavours where they colour the chocolate pale green or bubblegum pink. Mostly Japanese judging by text on the packaging. So this Kit-Kat, not the original Kit-Cat Club that inspired the fictional Kit Kat club in 1930s Berlin, nor the real 1990s Berlin club inspired by the fictional one.

April 28th; Wednesday. Meanwhile, Mr Fauci seems to have recently restarted germ warfare research without presidential approval.
April 27th; Tuesday. Lucid piece from Koestler in 1972 comparing physics & (for want of a better word) magic.

April 26th; Monday. Remainers were "wrong about everything".
April 25th; Sunday. Thoughtful, interesting article: Why is Everything Liberal?

April 24th; Saturday. Apparently in French avocat means both 'lawyer' and 'avocado'.
April 23rd; Friday. Bake second pair of loaves using Diane's recipe. Not particularly close to getting the hang of bread-making any time soon. Edina is nonetheless very positive about the products of my dough-kneading efforts. We discuss Polanski's obvious obsession with the occult and this short note from Jacques Vallee of all people (real-life inspiration for this film character played by Francois Truffaut) raises the awkward thought that Polanski's interest in the dark arts is authentic and suspiciously personal.

April 22nd; Thursday. Visit Kunszentmarton with Edina.
April 21st; Wednesday. Article homes in on the results of early-2020's unscientific but curiously co-ordinated attacks on HCQ & ivermectin: safe, cheap drugs effective against covid-19. It's an important shift now to begin pointing out who really killed the people denied those medicines: eg. Fauci, WHO, others - not Trump.

April 20th; Tuesday. A review that changed my mind. This makes me want to watch what's still the highest-grossing-ever French film.
April 19th; Monday. On a whim, I type 'jigger wigger' into a search engine and learn this handy definition.

April 18th; Sunday. Wake out of a dream in which Michael the Greek is still alive, and busily presiding over a jumble sale (in an underground railway station of course) of assorted stuff, including stacks of panels of coloured plastic he has acquired in some way. As customers bustle around, picking out two-by-four-foot boards of translucent orange or opaque lilac fibreglass, or whatever it is, Michael & I discuss Christo, the Bulgarian artist who repeatedly wrapped things until summer 2020.
April 17th; Saturday. Finally, some good news. A BBC1 special 9pm broadcast starring the 16-year-old Swedish climate activist Greta Thunberg three days ago attracted disappointing audiences of barely more than 1 million.

April 16th; Friday. So exhausted after yesterday's non-adventure that I forget my postponed lesson with Balazs. Denmark becomes first country in EU to stop AstraZeneca vaccinations for safety reasons. For added excitement, the Danish official announcing the country's decision collapsed during her press conference.
April 15th; Thursday. Go to Kecskemet to visit cardiologist, discovering the sheer thickness of public-transport planners in Hungary. First bus is on time, the driver is cheerful, won't let me pay, jesting that it's my responsibility to hide under the seats if an inspector gets on. The second driver is quarter of an hour late, won't let me pay (with a weary hand gesture that expresses both that I am his guest and that all life in general is hopeless). Once in town, it takes discussion with four separate bus drivers, one of whom doesn't give me change, in order for me to reach the military hospital, not exactly a small feature in the Kecskemet landscape. There appears to be no bus from the railway station or coach station that goes directly to the military hospital. Once at the military hospital it takes me an hour and a half to see Akos, who is very kind and encouraging when I can see him, but by which time I'm in danger of missing the last coach back to Szeleveny. Then I find myself waiting at a Kecskemet bus stop near the military hospital for 3/4 of an hour, for a scheduled bus that simply fails to turn up, ensuring I have indeed missed the last coach back to Szeleveny. Then back at the coach station someone at the timetable information office tells me with evident pleasure I'll to wait two and a half hours to even start my trip to a town near Edina. Then the next-door railway station tells me I can get to the same town near Edina (a distance of about thirty miles) if I take a three-hour journey with two changes of train one involving an hour-long wait. Finally Edina finds a coach to another nearby town, Lakitelek, leaving in a few minutes (I phone her and my mobile decides to keep cutting out during the conversation), I get on it, and the driver refuses to let me pay. Patient Edina picks me up from Lakitelek. All for an hour-long consultation with my cardiologist which had to be cut short to ten minutes.

April 14th; Wednesday. Three articles in the Spectator: Douglas Murray on the closure of Britain's most moderate & sensible Muslim organisation. Simon Wood looks at the (lack of) evidence that covid-19 lockdowns ever made sense. Matt Ridley on the immensely stupid precedent of post-war food rationing under the young Harold Wilson, the 1940s "technocrat". This last article reveals what really enabled Germany's economy to surge ahead of Britain's in that decade of postwar recovery - scrapping government regulations.
April 13th; Tuesday. Under-skin microchip to detect covid-19 invented. EU planned "vaccine passports" 20 months before the covid-19 pandemic.

April 12th; Monday. Wake out of a dream in which Peter Ustinov is a cartoon owl, and is declaring that "I lived my life as I wished to!" surrounded by a busy host of other cartoon creatures, all under the sea for some reason.
My scales are still at Simon's, and Cardiologist Akos wants me to weigh myself for a few days and take some blood-pressure measurements. Since I found yesterday that the batteries have died in my blood-pressure device, today entails two main tasks. Job 1 is to buy four small batteries at the 'Feribolt' (one of the two shops, the one where the owner is called Feri). For Job 2, Edina sweetly drives me to a second-hand furniture emporium a couple of miles away where I obtain some 1970s bathroom scales in a handsome mid-blue for the sturdy sum of 600 forints.
Robin & Bela drop by Edina's later, risking getting captured crossing enemy lines when they cut it fine driving back before curfew.
April 11th; Sunday. This might be nifty. Or entertaining. 28 pages isn't much investment to ask, considering what it promises. Astral projection, CIA, travel to other dimensions. What's not to like?

April 10th; Saturday. Sleep 13 hours, to Edina's slight concern. Today do most of the work writing an article called 'Why I Am Not An Atheist', referring to Russell's famous book.
April 9th; Friday. Rescue my shirt from the tree below Victoria's balcony where it blew last week, leaning out over a sheer drop, wielding a Heath Robinson tool composed of two brooms I taped together. This takes 3/4 of an hour, but I win. Then try to find my cardiologist, without success. Then in the centre of town, after meeting my second ever Malna (Raspberry), this one a rather dishy production assistant, I get a costume fitting and a trial make-up application for my forthcoming role as a comic undertaker. After this, the trip back into the Great Plain from the Big Pogacsa goes reasonably well. Changing trains at Szolnok around 9pm, I pop into the white concrete ticket hall to buy snacks from the snack counter. Another wonderfully leggy girl, a brunette this time, is working there, though incredibly slowly. She shows me the chocolate bars, I ask for the yoghourt-flavoured one, and then she proceeds to slowly show me the bars again. Biscuit-flavoured? Thank you no, the yoghourt-flavoured one. Strawberry-flavoured? No, yoghourt, please. Finally we manage the transaction in time for my connecting train to Kunszentmarton, and she pouts at me reproachfully from under her long black eyelashes. Isn't it enough she's showing a gorgeous figure in her skintight pink velvet tracksuit? I expect her to be an intellectual as well? Of course she might be such a party girl that she hasn't slept in three days. Often the problem.
At Kunszentmarton, I have about twenty minutes to walk from the railway station to the bus and coach terminus, more than enough time. I arrive there and one bus is lit up. A helpful passenger says that will be my service at 20 past 10, but rather than getting on where it is standing, I should go and wait at another little platform in the middle of the square. Everything promises to go to plan. The empty platform has an illuminated dot-matrix sign saying 10.20pm, identifying the service as the one I want. Around 10.11, a driver gets on to the lit-up bus and peers curiously at me through his big windscreen. Then he drives off, leaving the whole square and its ten or twelve bus stops dark and deserted. The dot-matrix sign counts off the minutes. Another bus arrives and drives straight past. Darkness and quiet return. Another bus drives through, and silence is restored. Then at exactly 22.19 a bus arrives, pulls in where I'm standing alone, and the driver motions me to get on by the middle door. I do this. His cab is defended by coloured strips of tape, in case I go close to infect him with the deadly plague. Inside the taped-off enclosure, a middle-aged woman is nattering on her phone, the only other passenger. We pull out onto the road and I hesitantly say across three rows of seats to the back of the driver's shoulders that I'd like to go to Szeleveny. "We're going there," he replies wearily. I ask him how much should I pay? What do I owe him? "You don't owe me anything," he declares in a sad, exhausted voice, addressing the night-time road ahead. Half an hour of silence later, he stops a few yards from Edina's house, and we solemnly bid each other good night.

April 8th; Thursday. I catch the 5.30am train towards Budapest. Adventures ensue, including a covid-19 mouth swab conducted entirely without words. Assuming I cannot speak her language because I'm a foreign actor, the white-lab-coated dragon with the swab makes a noise like Aaaa-aah! to indicate I must open my mouth. Aaa-uu-ah? I reply, trying to open my mouth like hers. Aaah-oo-ah, she explains, poking a cotton-bud stick into the inside of my cheek. We make these noises at each other another couple of times, and I'm out of the building. Then I cross the river to retrieve Victoria's harp from a music school a bus ride away from the new metro line terminus. Oddly it starts to snow in big fluffy flakes to add a little atmosphere to my journey there and onward to Victoria's. After a short rest, she & I go out to two Vodafone offices to reconnect her phone and internet, the first place making us wait for an hour and then refusing Victoria's cash. Not ideal behaviour from them since the ATM hole-in-the-wall swallowed her bank card for no good reason several days ago. I persuade the second Vodafone office to finally (this is her 5th attempt) let her settle the bill she's been trying to pay for over a week.
April 7th; Wednesday. Robin drops by with one of my boxes, and Edina makes us all lunch. Edina is currently interested in Old Turkic runes.

April 6th; Tuesday. I explore Szeleveny, visiting both shops, one at each end of the half-mile-long main street.
April 5th; Monday. Travel by train to Szeleveny on the Great Plain. Kind Folklorist Edina and her cheerful boy Bendeguz are waiting there by the railway track to pick me up. She's had a book published:'`Napevo, Holdfalo' (Sun-Eater, Moon-Gobbler - Mythical Creatures of the Volga Turks).

April 4th; Sunday. Careful, detailed late-March article by Iain Davis about why we should disbelieve covid-19 death figures.
April 3rd; Saturday.'Why Is Everyone In Texas Not Dying?'' More common sense and rational science about the covid tantrum. Meet Oluwafunmilayo and we sit on a sunny bench facing the leafy Margit Island across the Danube for a natter.

April 2nd; Friday. A nice Unherd piece about the tediousness of modernists like Virginia Woolf.
April 1st; Thursday. Finish a book of Victoria's: 'The Queen's Conjuror', a biography of astrologer, cryptographer, and all-round 16th-century wizard John Dee, put together very nicely by Benjamin Wolley. The recurring sadness of his life, and the repeated struggles to find a stable income or profitable business come over clearly. I would have liked to read more about his cryptography and code-breaking for Elizabeth. The slightly malign and shadowy court presences of Cecil and Walsingham, the Tudor spooks, is also covered. Wolley handles reasonably well the difficult business of what actually happened when Kelley & Dee summoned demons and angels together in Bohemia.

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