I should organize such concerts in 2000: priority to half-saws. Saturday, September 6th, the day of the fateful concert in Rome Ciccone. Me and Clare galvanized parts at 7 am with our Campo di Marte train from Termini. 8 hours in the queue under the sun, then another hour crushed at the gates of the Olympic Stadium in the middle of a herd of fairies neurotic. Finally we pass. Race to the field. Here we go, I see the stage. The music starts at 21.20, is the delusion. We look forward e. .. fuck, you do not see a saw! Possible that Madonna fans should be at least a meter high and 90? Oh well, we were told, so we'll be the first songs and then with pogo (planning to be at a Metallica concert) we will move. Useless, 2 hours stop at that point, seemed to be still in the queue. Apart from this, that I could see the concert was quite disappointing, 90% of playback, spectacular scenery, but not up to what I had seen on previous tours and concerts by Madonna especially a fairly off. Do not get me wrong, is not indifferent to wild on stage and this has also pointed out last Saturday, but in front of me rather than an icon of the music seemed to me to have seen more that 50 years old un'arzilla zompetta joyful in here and there, mocking all her peers who can not afford its design accents. The evening and night waiting for us then of course it ended as usual: alcohol. These tumultuous days in the house allowed me to focus on my work. Since this period of bad luck I have for sale, I thought that being in the store would keep me safe. Said and done: armed robbery with a lot of shots in the supermarket down the street 50 meters from where I work. Yesterday touched them, a few months ago on robbery committed with a steel bar to hit the phone shop in the parallel street, a bit 'of days after robbing shops and then the fact yesterday. We are approaching me. Sometimes I think, and if they were into my shop and asked me the receipt in case armed with a pistol I could have that reaction? First of all I think that really would be satisfied with little, but then what? I wonder what reaction might have: stopped me looking at them and leave them to their comfortable, if anything then helping them to fill the bags as in the far west or fell on her neck screaming: "In this collection there is also my salary, I do not affected sons of bitches, "could come in a flurry of blows? And then: it is better not to give him the flush and face their wrath or favor and to face the wrath of the principal then? What dilemmas, dormiamoci above, meanwhile, is now gone.
