Friday, 20 July 2012

An Olympic Breakfast




This morning, over toast, I was maddened. Maddened listening to the radio and hearing further complaints about the Olympics. There seems to be an endless queue of people desperate to air their views on how disastrous the Olympics is definitely, without question, going to be. The most recent of these 'scandals' is, of course, the G4S debacle, I must state now that I do not like the Conservative government one jot, but Jeremy Hunt has clearly stated time and time again since it became apparent that G4S could not deliver the numbers of security staff promised, that there was a contingency plan, a very thorough contingency plan that would insure members of the armed forces or police would plug the gap that the private company was unable to fill.

Cynicism is the biggest threat to the Olympics. Had Al Qaeda or any other two-bit terrorist organisation wanted to truly ruin the games in London, leafleting campaigns, exaggerated figures regarding cost and immigration coupled with dangerously high levels of tutting and sighing would be far more effective than a nail bomb. Sighs do not appear on security scanners. They are an almost silent killer.

The Olympic Games is without doubt, the greatest sporting event on earth, there will be drama, medals, heartache and a country unified in it's support for athletes who have trained their entire lives to reach this level. At the very least, it will replace inane daytime television for a few weeks, I welcome this with open arms. The Olympics can be fantastic, if everyone would just fucking cheer up.


Joel

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