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Anyone who knows me knows that, in Bologna, are domiciled in a student. On weekends, usually return to Piacenza. In December, with the advent of digital terrestrial Universal Monk and total, our TV has been put forward that plan to hire at the start of The Ring stop. Between buying a decoder and buy a new TV, Mr. Student has opted for the latter. The novelty should have been up and running within a week or two.
Yesterday, came the new TV. I'm not going to say for such vicissitudes. However, our plan of the building (and therefore myself) stayed for part of December through January and February in much of television. (For me, stuff like exceptions on weekends when I had the TV at home-home, but on which, for reasons of time, I looked at "only" Happy Days, Bewitched , Misfits, Castle , Breaking Bad, Weeds and stuff - basically, a little 'Extra's Mediaset and a bit' of Rai4, plus an occasional Rai2).
In summary, the student snaked from one side to the constant demand to put an end to the problems and put the new TV, and the other a kind of taste found in making conversation and so on.
First reflection: found the taste of the conversation is a boiata, simply because the conversations-without-tv generally reflected the conversations-with-the-tv : TG fans spoke of Egypt, sluts Premier, policy changes and a few scattered and sporadic news. Observers spoke of the various television pussies pussy. Film fans were talking about movies. And those with the TV did not care and talked about what he happened to think at that time, well, did not care and talking about what's wrong. And so on.
A small demonstration of how "the tivvù evil, whatever, globalizing, x, y and z also" affects us insofar as we let ourselves be influenced, or are already affected.
But, as I said yesterday, the machine evil, whatever, globalizing, x, y and z also visited us and placed in its fixed position, facing the kitchen table of the common plan.
Predictably, after a while someone 'has turned on.
Equally predictably, were involved with in the channel of transmission.
Second thought: do well except for Rai4, something new for the Italian television shows. The remainder of the hundreds of new channels there was stuff already seen (replicas of one hour a month, one year, twenty years ago - not against the replicas, but only those are enough to make not one, but ten, twenty, a hundred channels? Really?), plus some programs apparently extracted from the waste basket of RAI and Mediaset, plus a couple of specialized channels, more ... Well, nothing.
And except Rai4 is certainly not a great spark of novelty. We are in a city where all restaurants are selling soup shit constantly, and the difference is that you Rai4 also give bread, and, occasionally, a slice of salami (see Misfits or Weeds, for example).
especially thinking from other parts do see this sort of thing , Monk and without DTT (which also has a bad name, to put it like that).
Well, I pulled too long, the Digital we have here is a great idea, here, and we knew well already without that I had to write.
After the tour of channels, you had to decide what to watch in the evening, after dinner in the calm of the student.
At dinner, Isle Of Popular E TG. I say nothing. Wash the dishes, the traditional smoked cigarette after-meal and everything you need, I retreat to watch Being Human. When I raise the ear, sounds rash I come from the kitchen.
was Sanremo.
I have not seen, but my spider senses tell me that is still the music festival How ignorant Led Zeppelin , citing the beautiful setting of Clare Bonechi from the blog of Daniel Luttazzi .
So third consideration: as I'm concerned, Italian TV is not only fucking (and has been for years ), but it is not even able to imagine change. It is not that I even want to be more thoroughly investigate the situation, since there are good alternatives in giro (web, DVD, pay-TV per chi se la può permettere e se la concede, ecc.).
E questo senza contare che sono incappato per sbaglio in una puntata doppiata in italiano di How I Met Your Mother (nel caso specifico Ok, Awesome ), e quello è stato un po' il punto in cui mi sono incazzato.
P.S.: non ho parlato di canali sportivi soltanto perchè non sono un appassionato, e dunque non li seguo né sono in grado di discuterne seriamente.
Bye.
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