And Switzerland will always be Switzerland and Italy will be Italy. I feel connected with both of them countries...and as much as I don't like it, I'm kinda proud to be part of the Swiss side of the thingy... Why? I didn't do anything for it, I know...and I'm what we call "Swiss by accident"... The most interesting diffrence: When I'm sitting in a italian train which is late (the usual) I can start thinking about how to get home, I can start imagining scary nights at italian train stations and I cannot count on any help. When I'm on a swiss train, and it's late for only 14 minutes, they will keep me updated on every minute that's more or less and I'll be personally asked where I'm going and if I need to catch some connecting train. Et voilà, a country in which certain things work pretty well. Uffa...
Last weekend a 15 year old person died just down the road from my house, if I had been home, I would've heard the crash. I hardly thought about it, until I saw the flowers and candles lying there today. And suddenly inside of me I felt as if my soul got company, of the poor innocent person that became murder, of the best friend that lost that and will feel bad for all of his life and I was interely sad.
But if you think that this day stopped right there, you're wrong. I came back to Uri where there was some snow still and it was freezing cold. Driving to my hometown my mom explains me why there's so many cars on the road...”It's because of Blocher”...Me: “????????????” She: “Yeah, he's been here today, talking about I don't know what...”(research on the official SVP homepage couldn't clear that either...: “Abgew. (ählt?) Bundesrat Dr. (yeah!!) Christoph Blocher: 4 Jahre im Bundesrat – Eine Standortbestimmung”...-->uffa..) So, one weekend Belusconi comes to Torino when I'm there and then good old Blocher in my hometown....what the hell is going on here? Is it time to change my political beliefs..maybe that's what they're trying to tell me ;)