Real TV Minneapolis, in front of the television: to our house the information is not free. The news came even here and friends never fail to remind me with an aftertaste of teasing. For lack of courage, I have not posted anything in three months, despite having written regularly. Before leaving, be publishing all, avoiding the anticipated return. Meanwhile, I tried to chase the mirage of free television. I called the company that provides internet access and I have requested the extension to cable television, basic option, which allows you to see clear twenty-five channels. Public television is reduced to five stations, four of preachers with marathons forced exegesis. Considering that the network transmits the fifth five-hundred meters from the house and the signal can not get it, I made a leap forward. I found CNN and the BBC and other broadcasters from which reliable listen to the news without having to go to Sally's. The rest is remote and lawlessness considering my passion for trash TV I would say that I follow more serious channels. I discovered that the stupid, which is organized by us, there is also here, but in this case it is clear that an effect is needed to keep a few islands of sanity. In my tv package (only thirty dollars a month more than thirty of the internet and "spend the day in an armchair ," as the slogan) quindici canali su venticinque trattano televendite o sono autogestiti da patron in depressione e in forte controtendenza stilistica. Ventiquattro ore su ventiquattro, prestigiosi self made man sponsorizzano i loro prodotti, che vanno dalle assicurazioni sulla vita, alle rivendite di gioielli usati, agli arredamenti dismessi dagli alberghi, al confusion muscle training per diventare dei supereroi dei fumetti. Mastrota sembrerebbe sincero a confronto di Tommy MacAllister che parla (anche lui!) da una scrivania in ciliegio, primo piano sulle suole degli stivali piazzati a fianco del portapenne (sta sempre con i piedi sul tavolo). Rick&Gian che si prendono a schiaffi per il mobile dell’azienda di Liss are almost tender aggressiveness with which to compare the replacement of the late Chef Tony affected cobblestones in an attempt to sell the dangerous knife set (note on Chef Tony: the commercial center of Minneapolis, the largest in America, there his temple with a lot of the strain gauge that offers the blades, as seen on tv ). Chapter, much more fascinating are the television "made" by viewers. These local stations whose programming is made up of clips, amateur recordings and movies that audiences want to be able to pay forward. There are three: two ethnic television stations are one of the Somali community and the other of Ethiopian. The third is really interesting for his foolishness: I find that people pay to transmit processed ridiculous. I understand that there are already so the next stage, namely that the public has become headless organized under the blows of stupidity and no longer recognizes the goodness of having broadcasters accountable. There are, but the most popular channels are others. On Sunday morning, the club for dog lovers broadcasts two hours of interviews with chain owners and veterinarians that obvious questions that get asked all ending with a jingle which is only one verse I love my dog \u200b\u200b sung by choir. The assembly is designed so that always ends the interview with a close-up Because the interviewee says giving way to thirty-second jingle to justify the answer. A Nazzareno Balani would a heart attack. Following a program of light music (first video) in which a man sings from the bottom of the screen. Nothing ever changes, even the song, you see the smiley face, the rest of the office. The stupid increases continuously until the arrival of midnight madness. There is a second music program, conducted by an individual carrying at least two pairs of glasses, one on the forehead. The background is psychedelic, the purpose does not exist: the competitors, these supposed, call and sing the first thing that comes to mind to win a prize not specified (Because also non-existent). As a rule, the competitors are out of tune and depressing songs, voices from a mental hospital on a background of hallucinations on LSD (worth it to see the second video until the appearance of two wires with the rubber chicken with glasses Mondaini style). More affordable is the channel of Ethiopia, which alternates the music programs Sabatan Music Television, The Cities Sound, life stories told by Rashad Hasan and followed by a brief discussion in the studio. The stories are parables of the behavior of the Ethiopian perfect gentleman, complete with a constant reminder of the moral and traditional values, which should be kept well away from home. The perfect Ethiopian abhors the violence of rap, wears traditional clothes, in ogni occasione porta i mocassini, non guida SUV ed è ecosostenibile. Spesso rimprovera la moglie, ma con indulgenza (la moglie non replica mai). Non sorride molto, ma neanche si lamenta, è uomo di straordinaria pacatezza. Evidentemente si scatena in privato con l’emittente musicale. Il momento di aggregazione avviene durante il karaoke. Il pezzo più accattivante passa sotto l’interpretazione di un militare che canta sullo sfondo di una bandiera del fronte di indipendenza mentre gli spettatori si alzano per andare a toccarlo in segno di ammirazione (nota per Reno: secondo me il pezzo ti piace, almeno la base). Ormai passo ore a guardare la televisione. Credo in tutti i tipi di contratti: nel contratto con gli Italiani, nel contratto with the Americans, in cherry wood desk in the Oval Office, on boards of Jarod's going to catch sturgeon on the Amazon, in the set of knives that cut the marble, the lies of the liars, the compassion of the women who care for strays . And that, for the first time in the history of their club, have raised their voices to the administration: they want even in Minnesota, as in Geneva, to buy a dog is necessary to make a psychological test to prevent the abandonment and test the sincerity of the master. It is possible that even here, future dog owners is passed to the magistrates.
Program Pop music: note the prominence of the singer.
Winning is easy: just call.
Sabatan Music Television: The Sound Cities.
