My take on the Oylmpics Opening Ceremony:
The most vivid image I was left with after Friday night was a guy flying over wheat fields and flannel-wearing, tattoo-covered, grunge fiddling tap dancers.
Canada, you are strange, but in a friendly-dorky kind of way.
I was kind of disappointed Celine Dion didn't end up naked in a maple syrup fountain.
The indigenous dancers had to dance for an hour straight. Because we haven't done enough to them by taking their land and such.
And slam poetry? Wow. That was unique!!
Overall, it was a bizarre event, and really, really long.
Canadians are either really deep...or really high. Not sure which.
and all that money (30-40 Million!) spent on the opening ceremony could have gone to something more impressive...like helping Haiti or some other third-world country.
That would have said a lot more, in my book.
But, I love the Olympics! And I love reading all the twitter commentary on it.
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