Like a mask that hides the agony of the face beneath it, an uneasy calm has settled over the surface of Hungary: somehow, the people and their hated government are managing to get along. Last week TIME Correspondent Edgar Clark went to Budapest for a firsthand look at what life is like 16 months after the revolution. His report:
On the fringe of Budapest, smoke pours steadily from factory chimneys, and in the city, movie houses disgorge streams of blinking customers (Marty and Trapeze are sellouts). In bars (where only foreigners and party bureaucrats have cash enough to drink regularly)...
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