From the moment I turned on the TV in our apartment I felt the wave of familiarity return. The box blares with news about politics, cops killing people, the Playoffs of Ice Hockey and Basketball and as has happened every year we have been, a notorious murder trial; this time the gripping Etan Patz murder case.
Back in Sydney I had not watched TV for 9 months, partly due to work and partly due to the fact I had enough of the toxic crap it fed out. But here I allow myself to indulge in some mindless escape from reality. With a day job in health my interest is peaked and my dark sense of humour treated to the medical and drug commercials.