Did you know that the Winter Olympics are happening? Soon? Maybe even now? I’ve been marginally aware – and it looks like it’s not now … but soon. Like a matter of weeks.
I have very fond memories of discovering the winter games for the first time – back in, let’s see, maybe 1964. Yeah – 1964. We had our old black and white set in the living room … and some nights there was even a fire in the fireplace. It felt very special and I was enthralled. I probably wrote reports about it for school.
This was all before the Olympics, like everything else, became a commodity to be marketed to us. We had the space to sidle up to an event like that and become interested on our own – rather than being goaded and implored and having it thrust in our faces constantly.
I liked it then – having some space. Being able to “discover” things.
Now I’m more inclined to want to push things away. There’s not much you can sidle up to … it’s all already in our inboxes and on our flatscreens and dvrs. The Nokia Sugar Bowl and the Chick_Filet-Whatever-Bowl and the Bud Lite whatever … and shite!