this weekend i watched a football game, norway – italy, on RAI without a commentary, because the italian sports journalists were on strike. all you could hear was the crowd cheer, interrupted by the occasional advert. pubblicita per noi. i found this highly amusing. and it was great. it takes watching football to a whole new level. deep. the game itself however was shite.
last week sometime, somewhere in switzerland, the “hammermurderer” killed his whole family, his two daughters and his wife, before topping himself. he used a hammer to kill his family in their sleep. he then jumped off a 60 meter bridge. turns out he was bothered by the noise around his house. the last line of his suicide note reads: “how much noise does a man have to take?”.
meanwhile, i am sitting here wondering where the off-switch for the noise is. they are remodeling the house two doors down and the noise is killing me.