Olympia

I like to imagine myself a sports free zone but social media presents all manner of stuff to me that I can’t ignore. Ms Al Gorithm has me all wrong, but now I have opinions based on the information placed under my nose. As one who fancies herself a diarist, albeit part time, I’m going to share some thoughts and observations in a round up of what I’ve seen and heard.

In short, there’s been a lot of sporting and athleticising going on in Paris.

I’m not the only one who feels called upon to comment.

Many mouthy commentators were horrified that a gaggle of drag queens had been set loose at the opening ceremony of the Olympics, and that said queens were disrespectful to Greek gods. I say their inclusion shows an often absent French sense of humour. Vive la France I say. The day those who favour a drag way of life start showing restraint should be the day they put on a track suit and get a job in data analytics.

Women in some events still have to perform sexy dance moves that are neither sexy nor very like dancing. I wonder why the chaps don’t have to wiggle about in ways unrelated to the required athleticism of their chosen floor moves. What’s good for the goose is good for the gander is surely the contemporary attitude to gender equality? It could also be extra entertaining/hilarious.

In other gender related Olympic scuttlebutt, apparently if you are a woman who can punch really hard, you can instantly become male. I know, it’s hard to believe, but surely JK couldn’t have got that wrong?

It’s also come to the notice of the press and internet alike that men can knit. Almost beyond belief their masculine genitalia does not get in the way or otherwise inhibit the production of complicated if ugly sweaters. I salute the young male knitter in question although I would be more impressed if he had knitted his jumper whilst diving rather than between events.

The shooting guy shows that sometimes it’s an innate skill rather than extreme practise that can earn you Olympian status. Nonchalant, to the point of boredom it seems, he won a silver medal alongside a female team mate. Surprisingly, considering the availability of firearms, amount of people with guns and the amount of gun crime, America performs quite poorly in this event. Precision obviously is not their thing as recently evidenced not just in Olympic events but also in the Trump shooting debacle.

I think that’s all, I hope to avoid the rest of the sporting, even if it means staying off of social media and wearing blinkers as I pass news stands and the magazine aisles in super markets.

This is mount Olympia, it’s not that I’ve been watching Close Encounters.