Q: Speaking of the vuvuzelas, did you really tell a friend that you have developed Stockholm Syndrome with them?
A: That’s true. I don’t mind them any longer. I like the World Cup, so the vuvuzela sound has become Pavlov’s dinner bell for me. I hear them and think, “Cool, the World Cup’s on!” By the way, you know something is historically annoying when you can compare it to a hostage sympathizing with his or her captors and the comparison actually works.