barely fatal

Vacuum cleaning is like meditation for me. Don’t laugh. I said don’t laugh. OKAY, now stop laughing! It’s true. I could do it all day. If I didn’t hate it so much. Yes, I have a complicated personality.

So I’m watching TV – right now even, in the background. But anyways, I sit on my sofa, and my carpet is so totally dust-free, and I’m relaxed. High diving. On TV, I mean, not a game show, but a sports show or so. Second and third class celebrities jumping from 3 to 10 meters. Strangely enough, it’s mildly entertaining. They take it half seriously, and with the presentation and all, it’s kinda fun.

One of the divers though is one of the losers of last year’s Germany’s Next Top Model – who I despise, as she acts so artificial in every possible way. Her voice, and what she said … I mean this is a harmless show, but even here she doesn’t fit in – too high a standard.

Ad break, and I zap to another channel. Now that is a real game show. Third and fourth class “celebrities” (plus a few wannabes), all dressed in silver bodysuits and bright-colored helmets, do … play … silly games I wouldn’t have played voluntarily in kindergarten. Then I have to blink. Uh … isn’t that … the same almost-top model? Indeed, it’s her! She’s in two shows on TV at the same fracking time! Only here she fits in better.

I have to bore you with another piece of information: In Germany, there’s currently a big discussion going on about the quality of television, after a famous literature critic refused to accept the German television award for his life’s work. He said – and shocked all the “stars” and other winners on the award ceremony – that the quality of German television was so bad all across the board, that he just couldn’t take the award, and that he didn’t want to have anything to do with it. That said, I don’t particularly like that guy, more on the contrary, BUT … you know?