R.F.Wilson writes from London: Looking back on the London 2012 Summer Olympics I now realise that it was the one-eyed mascot, the hideous looking sexless creation of some sick and twisted bastards who had the nerve to call themselves ‘designers’, that basically said it all about the Games: a wasteful, vulgar, politically correct exercise in recreating a pagan ritual that had been banned for around 1600 years because it was deemed to be too corrupt, too expensive and too uncivilised.
All that talk about the Olympic legacy lasting forever, of course, proved to be total bull. Sure, in the heat of the moment people like PM David Cameron, Olympic boss Lord Seb Coe and London Mayor Boris Johnson were prepared to come up with any stupidity to explain why so much money was blown on something so huge that delivered so little. And athletes involved in obscure sports and their fans were also feeling excited. Not to mention the politically correct mob which seems to get excited about any opportunity to talk about diversity and multiculturalism.
But what was really damaging for that hyped ‘festival of sport’ was the fact that Londoners boycotted the Games in their millions. The city was virtually empty during the Olympics. If it had not been for the tourists and the corporate types with their huge entourages the British capital would have probably been totally empty.
It’s a natural response, mind you, to events that are imposed on people by their rulers and the PC brigade. It just doesn’t sell well. Especially at times of austerity when children’s libraries and single mothers’ benefits were sacrificed to entertain officials from the International Olympic Committee and keep several thousand athletes busy.
To be honest, the opening ceremony spoke volumes about the Games. That man, Danny Boyle, should have been banned from directing anything bigger than a play in a prison theatre after his disgusting film Trainspotting. If ever there was a hymn to drugs, that was it. And yet, he was asked to direct the Olympic opening ceremony and produced a politically correct celebration of so-called British history that was an embarrassment to watch. It was that bad, the opening ceremony. It should not have been allowed to happen, if you want it straight. Just as the closing ceremony which was so embarrassing that even hardened fans of the Olympics felt kind of taken aback by all that non-talent getting together in one place. Including that duo, Cameron and Johnson, gyrating to the sound of the Spice Girls. How awful was that?
The Olympic legacy that we have been hearing so much about is dead. The only legacy now would be the counting of the total cost, which will probably top 20 billion once you include all the hidden extras. And that would make a lot of people wonder why the hell they ever let themselves pay for that dodgy project in the first place. But alas, it would be too late.