Bad Dream

I had a dream last night that my boss and I were in Zimbabwe and crossed over the border to visit the National Malaria Control Program in Tanzania. Jeff Sachs was there lecturing within the NMCP to a bunch of exchange students. He saw us and got mad that we were saying he was a dumbass, and started yelling and grabbing my arm, so I pushed back and we got in a small fight. I think I said his ideas were too simplistic, that we can't just give everyone a bed net, that not everyone has access to ACTs even when they're free, and he said we were trying to kill people. Eventually it calmed down and we went back across the border to Zimbabwe.