Good morning, Netizens...
I sat up long past my bedtime the other night to pay homage to “The Aisles of Wonder”, the World Olympic Ceremonies. In retrospect, perhaps I need not to have bothered, as I could have easily gotten by on the pictures and sounds on the Internet, rather than endure nearly four hours of fireworks, pandemonium and glitz. It has been said that this the various countries took less time getting into the Olympic Ceremonies stadium than ever before. The only part about the prolonged march of the countries was how many of the billion-plus television viewers recognized the names of all the countries. While the names of the countries of the world may change, the politics goes on forever.
I also question whether the viewing audience could have fully understood the symbolism of the various scenarios presented in the early minutes of the ceremonies, were it not for the explanations of the television announcers.
I admit I was amused at the grand entrance of a person who ostensibly was Her Royal Majesty the Queen of England. The stand-in queen flew in by helicopter from Buckingham Palace to the World Olympic grounds and then jumped out of the helicopter and flew by para-glider into the stadium. An eighty-some year old matriarch of England jumping out of a helicopter is a bit much, in my opinion, especially with her knickers flapping in the breeze.
Once all the preliminaries were out of the way, the stadium fully-populated with contestants, as wrong as it might be, I resigned myself to other television fare, or turned the damned thing off entirely. The World Olympics simply isn't my cup of tea to begin with. Of course, your results may differ.