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Oh yeah!
No need to. Just listen. "A mini-lesson in culture contrast" right here for your listening pleasure. A quite note: I deal with the subject of alcohol, and acknowledge the existance of sex in this episode. So if you (the hypothetical parent) might object to your child listening (which children do), be forewarned.
Due to the subfusc weather, I find myself lacking motivation to produce a full 5 minute podcast. Instead, some ponderings.
I have been in a continuous state of malacia lately, and I wonder, would some of my more southernly placed readers send a few racks of spicy ribs over here?
A few minutes ago, I was watching a fairly overdone (by finnish standards) commercial on TV. The setting mimics fairly well "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?" After the supposed game-show host babbles something uninteligible in Finnish, the "contestant" plugs in a cellular USB modem, at which point he "wins" amidst a cloud of confetti. Rather dumb, yes, and quite badly planned, but no-one in the US could call it "outrageous" enough to stimulate indignation at its' stupidity. Yet the commercial produced precisely that - indignation. Its stupidity made me positively rilled. Have I lived here that long?