i don’t know how to define the olympics anymore. it used to be amateur athletes in a struggle for silver, gold and the bleaker bronze. you know, three weeks of delicious summer tv wallpaper. but times have changed it seems. the real olympics is the power play of places that want to host the olympics. world leaders and icon idols competing to win a dirty game of throwing mud at each other. i like the old games better than these fighting fools. (kp)

update @ 11:12 PM | london won. good for them, bad for food loving olympic fans, we’ve learned. (kp)