Last night I watched the opening ceremonies for the Winter Olympics in Vancouver. What a bore!
Canada has tried for so long to be politically correct, non-USA, diverse, multicultural and sensitive that the Canadian has mutated into something totally devoid of a sense of humor.
The ceremonies included any possible “native” or aboriginal people, even if in their appearance at the ceremonies they looked Irish, Polish or Italian. The costumes they wore looked like they were actually made in China and had been rented from a supplier to Hollywood. The “musical instruments” helped produce a painful cacophony of childlike volunteers banging on plastic drums.
Looking at the entrance of the “four nations” I was expecting some interruption by PETA. After all, the natives were wearing all kind of pelts and furs. But since it was for promoting the victims of European genocide, the left is okay with the sacrifice of some foxes. Actually I wouldn’t be surprised if the left actually supports killing a sacrificial fox in a primitive symbolism of the obliteration of Fox News.
The Mounties who carried the Canadian flag marched with the efficiency and coordination of Iraqi soldiers.
Canadians had looked at this event as a way of telling an inspiring story about Canada. Very nice, but the result was pedantic. Inspirational quotes and an incoherent poem by a poet who looked like he just escaped from a café in 1965 Greenwich Village, made me place the remote control as far away from my reach as possible to prevent me from channel surfing. If this was not tortuous enough, we were subjected to watching kd lang perform barefooted and wearing a white suit that screamed “I am gay.” The song, or some call it hymn, Hallelujah, was beautiful and performed to promote peace. I could see barbarians around the globe deciding to change their ways after listening to the infidel dyke sing it.
The show was basically a collection of computer coordinated projections that presented beautiful backgrounds. What was missing was the human touch. Hundred of persons on a field, totally uncoordinated does not a show make. Neither do audiences wearing white ponchos and dangling little flashlights.
Two years ago China gave as a “totalitarian” show. One that can be created only by a despotic regime requisitioning thousands of soldiers and imposing military discipline. North Korea could do the same. But Canada went to the other extreme. The show was so “human” as to become plastic. I wanted merlot, but Canada gave me diet Pepsi.
The day in Vancouver began with a needless tragic death because of a poorly designed luge track and concluded with a malfunction in the emergence of the cauldron.
Other that this, the show was as efficient as Canadian healthcare, and just as exciting.