the noise of violence

so you turn on tv and the images you see are of a city under siege, cars on fire, people throwing stones at the police and breaking shopwindows and banks and other stores, what’s that ? Palestinia ? nay it’s Genoa, Italy where the G8 meeting is just started, and oh well i was forgetting the most important thing : one dead man , or better a young boy laying on the street.
is this a surprise ? something unexpectable ? i’d not say so; when for so many days we’re warned about the risks and the city has been transformed into a cage with so many guardians you can expect that trouble arises. The problem is just this : a lot of talk about the violent groups that have nothing to do with people who just want to demonstrate in peace, a lot of talk about the tough and repressive way of the police but not on the real issues at stake there. When the spark of violence is lit, there’s little left to do, the noise that violence create erases all the good will and voices that should be able to talk about something, to agree or to espress a different voice. We don’t hear the so called big men, what they’ve been talking about, if it’s something useful for all the people or just crap and we don’t hear the sound of peaceful yet strong protest, it’s just the noise all over it.

what’s your real job about ?

from a corporate memo : “Doing e-mail is not your real job. Don’t let it constantly interrupt what you are working on.” true, to some extent, but many actions are “e-mail powered” even if information overload is always around the corner. And the other day on newspapers and in tv the news that sexy screensaver can lower productivity to the outrageous amount of 30 sec up to 15 minutes a day : what a shame ! i wonder why noone is taking into account waste of time due to meaningless and endless meetings too.

love tuna meets Andy Wharhol




click 2 zoom do you have in mind Wharhol "serialised" art ? where you’d see amazing arrays of Campbell Soup to Marilyns ? well for a more real life example of consumerism pop art(?) you may check this supermarket located at the railroad station of Porta Garibaldi in Milan.
Its various shopwindows full of same serial repetition of items are quite emblematic and when it happens that the object is a canned tuna of the unknown brand "amore" (love) the thing is even more surreal than the pic is able to present

so what?

you know those times when you’re just asking yourself “so what the hell are you waiting for?”…

twister

watching twister, the movie, on DVD with headphones on makes a strange and pervading effect esp on the most action scenes and then i can switch to from italian dub to english , wow exciting, [forgive me but it’s my first DVD experience]

tech toys

got myself a new tech toy, a notebook (Toshiba Satellite 35DVD) mainly i liked because it’s quite small and considering i might use it while commuting ,this is a plus; then, althought the processor is not surely the latest craze (an oldie Celeron 500) having 128 Mb Ram, DVD on board, IrDa, Firewire and lan connectivity is pretty good for me, ah not to mention that it came almost as a gift, so what i’d ask for more ?

pieces of a man on a railroad track

Yeah, right in your face, i don’t recall a crudest view, i mean, seen w/ my eyes. i commute every day and mostly by train so it ain’t new that these things happens yet after at least 2 hours this disgrace took place the scene was as happened, as a battlefield with just one casualty. Many things could be said but i’ll just borrow a few words :

Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.

John Donne

come a long way

just got back from a quick work trip to Geneva ( yeah work ‘cause i’d really can’t figure someone going for tourism there) and i figured i’d blog from my hotel room, the’ve this system that should give you internet on the tv screen w/a ir keyboard, but unfortunately it was out of order, honestly last time i check it was still running with Netscape Navigator V.3 , glory of the old age so i’d not rely too much.

The business trip came like a cherry on top of four exact year working for the same company, i saw many friends and colleagues come and go and change job with an high turnover, something quite usual you’d say in the finance or in the so called new media or dot com world, what ‘d i say: not having much time indeed to get bored and be with nice people around is a good reason to choose one workplace, where all in all you spend a lot of your time