Gualeguaychu de nuevo


It´s like being stuck in Lodi again... There is a convention of Estancianero owners here. An Estancianero is like a jeep, but made in Argentina, therefore, of course, better.

There is a show on called 48 hours. It is like the american one but instead of trapping sex offenders, they torture soccer coaches. I´m not sure which is more humiliating. Granted, you fare worse after being on the American version, but spend much more screen time being totally humiliated if you lose a game on the Argentine one. So, prance naked through someone´s house to meet their 16 year old daughter while they are out of town or lose a game to Boca? One publicly brands you a total loser your entire life, the other one requires you to register whenever you move after you get out of prison. And I think the Argentine program does last the full 48 hours. A lot happens in soccer. They run back and forth down the field, they kick the ball. This goes on for days, or at least 48 hours if you add up all the games played in all the provinces in Argentina and the interesting foreign ones when they run out of domestic product to broadcast.

When they harrass me, I just ask them if they still have oil and imply that this matters to my government. For reasons I can´t comprehend, this matters to them.

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