As I have said a million times I have no interest in sports. Not any sports, any where, at any time. However, I must admit I am temporarily fascinated by the Olympics. Not the games themselves: I hate anything designed to say "I'm better than you." And not the committee which I'm sure is incredibly corrupt and wildly political. But the venues. Ah, yes the venues. I saw a documentary on Rio last night. What a nightmare of city. Zillions of people, mostly poor. Favelas filled with desperate souls and vicious criminals. People constantly disappearing forever, often with the help of the police Victims of myriad criminals dying constantly, some by being placed in a tower of tires which is then doused with gasoline and set ablaze. This is the city where they plan to hold The World Cup, whatever that is, and the Olympics! Are they mad? Other Olympic choices: Tokyo, a city less than 200 miles from the nuclear pollution of Fukushima, a world-threatening terror that nobody completely understands. Yes, that's a great choice for the 2020 Summer Games. Who knows how far the pollution willl have spread by then. The spectators can cheer while god knows what invisibly enters their bodies for the trip home. Then of course coming right up is Sochi for the winter Olympics, a setting so safe they have put on 40,000 guards to make sure the world's visitors— especially the gay ones—are not blown to pieces or shot down in the snowy streets. What kind of devil's deals went on so that these braggadocio games could take place in three of the world's most inappropriate locations?
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