Tired after more than twelve hours working day I was driving home through Andrássy Street recently and got slowed down by the taxi drivers’ protest. Blue lights, horns, yellow cars squeezed together like irritated bees. In that moment, when the city suddenly becomes a bottleneck of human frustration, you cannot help wondering how many strange incentives are packed into one square kilometer of Budapest traffic.
At first glance they looked … Read the rest
Content 18 + (published as is, blog owner may have different opinion from the author; author expresses his philosophical opinion on the subject and has no intention on insulting anyone) As I was sitting around one early morning slurping down my second transfusion of coffee and draped by the still unfurled curtains of my ‘brown study’ — the birdsong of the Bulgarian village chattering away beyond my balcony — I … Read the rest
Content advisory 18+ There is a longstanding question which asks us if we — given the opportunity — would prefer to know when we will die or instead linger in the perpetual (until the chopping block moment) suspense of NOT knowing. I haven’t taken a survey, but it seems that most people would choose not to know. Me? Well, I’m not sure.
The pros and cons? Obviously, if we understood … Read the rest
Content advisory 18+ I just caught Adrita’s article about beggars in India. I can only imagine what a nightmare it must be in places like that. Of course, the homeless and hapless are everywhere and must be dealt with one way or the other. As with the prison system, the question involves the push-pull between blame and compassion. Should we despise beggars or try to help them? I used to … Read the rest
