Notes on life, art, photography and technology, by a Danish dropout bohemian.
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Sunday, April 28, 2013
The Da Vinci caca
I'm just trying to watch The Da Vinci Code. But it's not easy... "Oh my god, the victim wrote the name of a professor in some unknown context. The professor must be the murderer, there's no other possibility! And since the French police, as everybody knows, don't simply arrest a suspected murderer, we must lure him to the crime scene, where surely he will become so confused that he confesses! And to track him, we will cleverly hide a small GPS tracker... in his jacket pocket. He will never find it there!"
And of course, if you're a cop holding a gun on two potential murderers, and they threaten to harm a painting, you put down your gun!
Inspector Clouseau was high praise for the intellect of French police compared to this caca.