The Olympics: A Second Opinion

I could give 2 shits about the Olympics.

This is not for political reasons. I mean, yeah, I hate oppression and all. I agree, China sucks, blah ditty blah doo blittity. But let's face it, everyone who is suffering through that Beijing smog is really getting what they deserve no matter what your personal feelings on the Dali Lama or Richard Gere are.

No, it ain't a new hatred. I have never cared about the Olympics. Maybe it is because I am a fat, non-athlete, but they bore the hell out of me. Call me un-patriotic, but I would rather we were not inundated with coverage 24/7. I feel like it is just gonna be another way to divert attention from the things the news should be covering: Iraq, Afghan (the country not the rugs) the election, offshore drilling, Cindy McCain's tits, etc. etc. etc.

I mean, yeah, I like all the images of the almost-completely-nude athletes but aside from a few hot bodied yet awkward-in-the-face looking divers the Olympics are capital "BORE" little "ING"!!

That all being said, I sat down last night to watch REAL COMPETITION: Sheer Genius and Project Runway. I said to my mom after about 80 Olympics commercials, "Mom, let's watch some bad reality TV to escape the GD Olympics." And wouldn't ya know, the outfit theme on Runway was the Olympics. I about shoved a javelin in my eye.

So, over the next few weeks as you read the hundred or so posts on this blog about the Olympics know that one of us is, politely, ignoring every post and silently praying that September comes quickly so real TV will be back on.