another sleepless night
after another sleepless night (in lisbeth's company, which is good - but, come on, Mr. Sandman, or whoever is in charge with deciding who sleeps and who the fuck not, I need to rest sooner or later), I do what I always do. reading newspapers (online), watching news (only CNN) and some short italian news on a channel called "rai 24 news". the news this morning is that I live in a country which has the "best prime minister since his 150 years lasting story". And I go like "WOW"....what did I miss?! What's the name of the guy? That guy also let us know that he never ever payed any woman to get sexual services from her. And the reason, he says, is that he is one guy who loves to conquer woman not buy them - he uses the word "chase" (caccia).
And I think: well, sugar, I do so, too. And I imagine a chase play organized by my very talented brother....where the winner gets looser's ass - and I wonder if that man would be interested to play. With me.
p.s. mi disturbano oltre modo i tentativi ormai faticosi di ricordare con la stessa emfasi di allora gli avvenimenti del 9/11. sembra che nessuno riesca più a provare, o quanto meno ricordare, quel che provavavmo tutti quel giorno: una profonda angoscia. sì, perchè l'America può anche non piacere, specialmente l'America di quel momento, ma vederla colpito con una tale facilità - bè, a me m'ha lasciato un profondo sconcerto.