I don't know what it is about the winter Olympics this year but its really getting on my every nerve. Maybe its because all those female hormones are raging through my system right now and its causing me to look at the world in an intense new light. I'm not sure.
I feel as though if one is "not" into watching every little nuance of drama, competition, figure skating triple cow-saws or athletes calling press conferences to expound their agendas (and make themselves forever infamous in front of millions of viewers) then somehow I am not patriotic. My boyfriend and I even had a heated argument because I did not share his enthusiasm regarding the video drone pulling him toward the t.v. set to watch something that was happening "live".
I feel that the olympics is a corporate, elitist, agenda pushing vehicle that is no longer about the spirit of the human body and all that it can accomplish when pushed to its outer limits (without steroids and cheating of course). Olympic athletes are even referred to as elite athletes these days.
We are so focused on ourselves and our own navel gazing that guess what, we forgot about the disaster in Haiti, the condition of our planet, our shrinking fresh water supplies and our out of control population density. Oh I forgot to mention all the homeless that were displaced and the desperate conditions on the streets of Vancouver. Now Vancouver is all shiny and new just in time for the Olympic fantasy.
That my friends is why I do not participate in the Olympic apparition (a.k.a. the establishment of the spectacle), it might be a little lonely over here, but its a REAL lonely.
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