February 12th, 2010

Bennie's Tights

Work, Damnit

Is. Not. Happening.
I have so precious little to do today, that one would think it breathtakingly easy to complete.

Alas, that is so very, very much not the case. I believe I would rather be run over by a herd of rampaging rhinos than approach the very first sentence of the list of newsbriefs I've been putting off for far too long.

A herd. Of rampaging rhinos.

Plus, the back is starting to go again. Quick! To the Robaxin cave!
Vizard

The Maple Leaf Forever

G'Oh Canada!

I am ridiculously proud of being Canadian right now.

It's ridiculous, because I'm always proud of being a Canadian.

Ridiculous, because I'm not athletic in the least. In fact, I mistrust the culture of sports worship.
Ridiculous, because I know how awful Olympic politics can be, how overheated and chemically-suspect the athletic events are. Ridiculous because so much in the world - war, injustice, scientific progress, the fight for good - demands my attention and heart, and an athletic event is way, way down the list, and should be.

And yet ... and yet, I'm so proud of the Olympic Games being in Vancouver. Our country is so beautiful, and we are welcoming the world tonight. The fact that our First Nations were a major part of the ceremonies, and that it was considered proper that they be considered just that - nations - brought tears to my eyes.

Do well, Canada. Treat our visitors well. Compete honorably. Make friends. Be Magnificent.