just 64 days to go until the 2006 Winter Olympics begin in Torino, Italy. the grandest world spectacle (well, second behind the summer games).
a place where everyone (well, everyone who lives in a country with winter) gets together to do compete with items ill-equiped to walk in, attached to your feet.
oh, so grand! and guess what makes it better? the insanity of the events.
slide down 70m long ramp on skis and then jump? YOU BET!
hurl yourself down an icy replica of your small intestine at 90mph on a radio flyer? RIGHT ON!
ski around in circles with a rifle on my back? YEAH... wait, what?
slide a rock with a handle while i use a broom to direct it? now your just making shit up
more good news? you're gonna know more about 2 or 3 american girls (ages 15-22), who happen to skate very well, than you know about your neighbor.
so what should you do? watch the damn games. i will, because i am a sucker and love this kind of crap. over dramatized, homogenized, nationalist drek crammed down my throat. oh, and, and hot italian women in tight fuzzy parkas
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My favorite Olympic event is Rhythmic Gymnastics, i. because it's so complex, precise, and ordered (always appealing) and ii. it's neat how most rhythmic gymnasts look like androgynous 8th graders from Saturn, if Saturn were populated by Swedish boys, Japanese girls, and their abnormally lithe offspring, and if life expenctancy there was about 19. They're queerly compelling, those Saturnites.
I'm actually commenting here, though, because I recently saw a movie you mentioned to me called "Tom Dowd & the Language of Music." I really enjoyed it. Great music and some good interviews. My only complaint was that it was so short: they should've given more coverage to the Fillmore concerts, which was such a revolutionary high point for live recordings. But maybe that's a topic for another documentary. Anyway, thanks for the good recommendation.
Robert
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