I'll be back after a period of comings and goings of influences, temperature changes and profound reflections.
What have I done now? Well, I was watching? Watching what? Nothing, absolutely nothing. It is said nothing: everything that happens regularly and that it is not surprising more for its intrinsic banality.
In the midst of all this nothing, in truth, there was something slightly more annihilating ... and want to talk.
In recent weeks in which the world was focused on the ecological disasters, on earthquakes and contagious sluts of Mexican origin, I stayed in my villa in the mountains to see the world through the window ... and the TV. Nothing new under the sun, of course. Except for the last own goal in chronological order signed Mediaset. Let me be clear, Mediaset I is not nasty ... I causes only a slight boost in hives and sprinkle the fragrant world of diarrhea ... it will be that since the Smurfs are on the government on such prestigious television makes me want to subscribe to digital terrestrial and once buy a power saw to reduce it into thin slices thin that you can not say no.
I refer of course to eight photos of the ducks.
Ah, do not recognize? Shit, I'd say the opposite. Well, I present them briefly. (From right to left). The first is
Pamela Prati. Chorus girl at the supermarket over the years has been promoted to principal dancer incapable of discernment. In turn, is said to be a transvestite, but I am firmly convinced that it is only one, which is simply given a burqa ... and a subscription to a school dance. Who knows, maybe with a little 'good practice can not dance alone instead of being moved from one place to another stage by a squadron of forced dancers.
The second is our Valeriona. In the picture is not easily recognized because the disguise palmiped and certainly the next to give birth to a half kilos of foie gras. Unlike the first, that at least tries, she does not even know the meaning of the word "dance" ... and yes in the last twenty years a host of experienced teachers are given a lot to be done to make her understand that an account is Another dance is the flirtatious fluttering in front of the cameras. Okay and here you could write a treatise ...
The third is the well-known Nina Moric. Graduated to the role of sucker subscribed silicon greatly loves the art of camouflage. Then it takes little ... ed'altronde where it could hide a total failure if not in the middle unable to so many? But she can not do anything. Nothing is said, everything a good wife does it for love, but someone else does for that money to unusual altitudes.
Then there's Angela Melillo. Winner of reality do not know which stands out from the crowd for that its ability to produce expressions of childish cunning little girl. And some still believe.
As you are noticing, but they go down the list the curriculum of each of these begins to shorten. Was followed by the remaining four, among them being a former Miss Italy winning the competition for its amazing resemblance to Sophia Loren. It is enough. Champion of spelling and syntactical gaffes, has taken refuge role in her most congenial to the shoulder to shoulder Bagaglino comedians. The last three are unknown.
You probably wonder why this brief review. We believe the word. Also I have asked my the same question. In short, why make a program with eight women (ah that euphemism!)? What will the authors wanted to communicate? What message have wanted to give these eight men to the people stupid, and even more than women?
Perhaps the authors wanted to insinuate that will have to make a real show girl today - with the logic of patchwork - it takes at least eight ... and this is to try to hide the overall level of incompetence inherent in each of them. The geese have decided that instead of joyous parade in this brothel television (dear Carfagna, the whores are not just for the streets) but have wanted to communicate - to us mere mortals women - today the successful model of a woman is what they promote with their image: a woman who does not need to be but only to appear.
Mind you, there is nothing moralistic about this statement. What really irritates me is the fact that the foot in the grave of the cultural status quo is still so firmly stopped. Ok, yes, maybe it's the usual brought her feminist ... but of course I'm really tired of not seeing me around women with added value.
The beauty, real or alleged to be, overwhelmed everything. But beauty really enough? I have always wondered this myself. In fact I miss the sense of this race. Where are you getting at? Most of these pseudo variety of dance art is neither a husband nor age-age birth. They are returnable bottles. They might need money?
may simply exist ... and to have some hope that even at fifty you may still be handsome. You know, old chicken makes good soup, but here are indeed talking about ducks ... and then the analogy is lost.
Fortunately, the program was a flop and someone is already planning to cancel it, and I trembling more than ever I hope the message comes loud and clear these tardone ... like the bullet in the head that placing willingly among the eight brain empty.
Today I turn it ... because I fortunately I still have the menstrual period.
Hasta Lueg
Amanda
What have I done now? Well, I was watching? Watching what? Nothing, absolutely nothing. It is said nothing: everything that happens regularly and that it is not surprising more for its intrinsic banality.
In the midst of all this nothing, in truth, there was something slightly more annihilating ... and want to talk.
In recent weeks in which the world was focused on the ecological disasters, on earthquakes and contagious sluts of Mexican origin, I stayed in my villa in the mountains to see the world through the window ... and the TV. Nothing new under the sun, of course. Except for the last own goal in chronological order signed Mediaset. Let me be clear, Mediaset I is not nasty ... I causes only a slight boost in hives and sprinkle the fragrant world of diarrhea ... it will be that since the Smurfs are on the government on such prestigious television makes me want to subscribe to digital terrestrial and once buy a power saw to reduce it into thin slices thin that you can not say no.
I refer of course to eight photos of the ducks.
Ah, do not recognize? Shit, I'd say the opposite. Well, I present them briefly. (From right to left). The first is
Pamela Prati. Chorus girl at the supermarket over the years has been promoted to principal dancer incapable of discernment. In turn, is said to be a transvestite, but I am firmly convinced that it is only one, which is simply given a burqa ... and a subscription to a school dance. Who knows, maybe with a little 'good practice can not dance alone instead of being moved from one place to another stage by a squadron of forced dancers.
The second is our Valeriona. In the picture is not easily recognized because the disguise palmiped and certainly the next to give birth to a half kilos of foie gras. Unlike the first, that at least tries, she does not even know the meaning of the word "dance" ... and yes in the last twenty years a host of experienced teachers are given a lot to be done to make her understand that an account is Another dance is the flirtatious fluttering in front of the cameras. Okay and here you could write a treatise ...
The third is the well-known Nina Moric. Graduated to the role of sucker subscribed silicon greatly loves the art of camouflage. Then it takes little ... ed'altronde where it could hide a total failure if not in the middle unable to so many? But she can not do anything. Nothing is said, everything a good wife does it for love, but someone else does for that money to unusual altitudes.
Then there's Angela Melillo. Winner of reality do not know which stands out from the crowd for that its ability to produce expressions of childish cunning little girl. And some still believe.
As you are noticing, but they go down the list the curriculum of each of these begins to shorten. Was followed by the remaining four, among them being a former Miss Italy winning the competition for its amazing resemblance to Sophia Loren. It is enough. Champion of spelling and syntactical gaffes, has taken refuge role in her most congenial to the shoulder to shoulder Bagaglino comedians. The last three are unknown.
You probably wonder why this brief review. We believe the word. Also I have asked my the same question. In short, why make a program with eight women (ah that euphemism!)? What will the authors wanted to communicate? What message have wanted to give these eight men to the people stupid, and even more than women?
Perhaps the authors wanted to insinuate that will have to make a real show girl today - with the logic of patchwork - it takes at least eight ... and this is to try to hide the overall level of incompetence inherent in each of them. The geese have decided that instead of joyous parade in this brothel television (dear Carfagna, the whores are not just for the streets) but have wanted to communicate - to us mere mortals women - today the successful model of a woman is what they promote with their image: a woman who does not need to be but only to appear.
Mind you, there is nothing moralistic about this statement. What really irritates me is the fact that the foot in the grave of the cultural status quo is still so firmly stopped. Ok, yes, maybe it's the usual brought her feminist ... but of course I'm really tired of not seeing me around women with added value.
The beauty, real or alleged to be, overwhelmed everything. But beauty really enough? I have always wondered this myself. In fact I miss the sense of this race. Where are you getting at? Most of these pseudo variety of dance art is neither a husband nor age-age birth. They are returnable bottles. They might need money?
may simply exist ... and to have some hope that even at fifty you may still be handsome. You know, old chicken makes good soup, but here are indeed talking about ducks ... and then the analogy is lost.
Fortunately, the program was a flop and someone is already planning to cancel it, and I trembling more than ever I hope the message comes loud and clear these tardone ... like the bullet in the head that placing willingly among the eight brain empty.
Today I turn it ... because I fortunately I still have the menstrual period.
Hasta Lueg
Amanda
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