Archive for April, 2008

Firstly, let’s get the personal bias out of the way. I am pro China and pro Tibet.

What?

Can it be that I think two nations can exist together, side by side? Absolutely. AND, a real life example exists! Look no further than Canada and the U.S.A., the longest undefended border up until 2001 (but that’s another story). Need more? What about the EU, which (interestingly enough, as they are always so fashion forward), have been removing barriers of access between nations.

So, what does the IOC have to do with any of this?

Although their rhetoric and double speak will tell you otherwise, plenty.

Ever since occupation of Tibet by Chinese forces, Tibetans have been seeking independence, a return to self governance. On their part, China has been unrelenting in this regard.

That’s the history of it in one sentence.

Now, the IOC “awarded” China the Summer Games of 2008. One of the side notes here is that China made a promise to be more open and less a closed society (my words). “Everyone” thought that China had turned over a new leaf.

So how far does the IOC have their heads up their ass to not have seen the present situation of protests along the torch route? Everyone knew the history of Tibet was turbulent. Where do they come off being “sick to their stomachs” about this? (Really VANOC, who’s going to protest Whistler?) Can they not see that freedom for Tibet is an emotionally charged subject? Can they not even allow this?

“We’re very disturbed and disappointed that there are people who want to disrupt the process. We understand peaceful protests. We understand that in many democracies. But we don’t condone people who want to disrupt and be violent and run the risk of injury.”

Says one IOC member, Kevin Gosper, IOC vice-president.

Emotionally charged subject? What emotionally charged subject? This dude may as well be Alfred E. Newman. The IOC is a joke! Oh and, Dick Pound, don’t you have a sport to clean up before you pontificate about these quote-unquote unruly protesters? C’mon, give me a pound.

Memo to the IOC: Your Olympics have become a drug-induced joke of a “human spirit” sitcom. News at eleven.

China, you can peacefully exist with a self governing Tibet, this isn’t just me telling you, it is the world. Don’t even get me started on Darfur.

Recent events seem to have sobered up the IOC. Apparently, not enough as they continue to live in their own harp-playing dream world.

Croquet anyone?

Akon calls T-Pain to get Snoop’s Butternut Reduction. Beautiful.

You want to go to the mall?

Man, sometimes governments can really cheese you off; and this one is no exception. I am the grandson of two WW2 vets, and though I have never served myself, I feel honoured for what our soldiers have done and continue to do for us. It is with great disappointment, I learn today that the people in charge up on Parliament Hill want to reduce the honorary half mast ceremonies even further than they already have.

Sure, they can blame “that committee” all they want, but I call and raise the smoke that’s coming out of their ass. What do I care what some old fart with medals says about the specialness of a half mast ceremony. Dude, we get it. What we don’t get is your obstinance not to honour the dead. What, to save some bucks? To save face about body count? What a bunch of tactless paper pushers.

Vimy Ridge doesn’t count as a “special day” at the Peace Tower? You politicos aren’t willing to shut your traps for a few minutes in parliament? To honour the fallen? To honour the families of our strongest women and men who give the ultimate sacrifice?

You see, it’s not about you penny-pinching-office-on-Parliament-Hill types, nor is it about the medaled, but jaded old men.

It’s about the nation and the families of our sons and daughters who risk it all.

If you’re not man or woman enough to respect that, then you are not deserving of the freedoms that our soldiers fought so valliantly for all that we cherish today.

Vimy Ridge Deserves half Mast Protocol, Morons.

The very least you can do is to cough up the coffers to give us our remembrance.

My memory is good for more than one day a year.