....you read two stories in very quick succession. For instance:
I was reading a London Times Online article about how "Muslim checkout staff get an alcohol opt-out clause" saying, obviously, that those whose religion forbid such things can take a pass. This is similar to rulings here in America saying whether or not that pharmacists have to sell birth control or Pirates don't encourage global warning or something.
But then, next tab over, was a story waiting for me: "Italian Policewomen Get High Heels, in the Wrong Size" detailing the tragic story of the Romanians sending the wrong size shows for their thin blue line. I mean, in one country, you have people gravely concerned about clerks discomfort while selling alcohol, then another gravely concerned that the shoe that might enhance the femininity of the policewoman's calves might be a bit too tight.
Answer me this: Which country sounds like the one that is more fun? The one with the nice shoes who aren't so good at catching petty shoplifters? Or the one with the people who won't sell you a nice Campari? Just saying, you can see the real value is reading news about seemingly different things, until they are put together, cuisinart style, in the brain.
Disclosures: Many of these links were provided via the digg's and reddits or the world, which then went through various aggregators , but were written in the sites I linked to. I believe that in fact pointing the aggregator makes sense if the comments matter, but consider the title of this post? It's my Ego's food, we're talking about here.
Further disclosure: I'm Italian, so I'm predisposed to understand the value of fine footwear. It's genetic, I'm told.
Further Disclosure still: London's a pretty fun place to go to, never had any problem when ordering a drink there.