I looked forward to the swimming and diving events, especially since, as teenager and into my early twenties, I competed in my town pool and later, at my college. I knew I wasn’t nearly “olympic” class, but it was fun.
I enjoyed watching the precision of both the men and women athletes across several sports events who trained for hours each day leading up to their appearance and was pleased as they shared their joy for doing well. And I knew they were proud of their performance even if they did not medal.
They had done their best on that day in that year.
Over time, I had lost interest in the Olympics because it had no longer been about the coming together of athletes from all countries in Peace; it had, instead, become increasingly political where the athletes were used as pawns in a constant geopolitical chess game.
It started, I think, in 1980 when the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan. But, l admit, I was excited when Team USA defeated the Soviets in what became known as the “Miracle on Ice”. Over time, the games became more "professional" when countries would put forward “Dream Teams” just to gain an advantage on the “amateur” field of competition.
And more rapidly each cycle, another beat of the Olympic bell brought forth a louder ringing of its death knell.
But yesterday, it was finally killed when a man, claiming to be a woman, was allowed to get into the square circle and beat up a woman who actually was born a woman. That is a disgrace to humanity, the purpose of the games, the fostering of amity. Whatever metaphor applies has forever destroyed the illusion of fairness and decency on the playing field.
The USOC needs to stand up for its founding principles by no longer contributing to the IOC. But it won’t, or can’t, because the USOC is filled with woke administrators who condone this travesty.
“We empower Team USA athletes to achieve sustained Competitive Excellence and Well-Being.”
Wokism killed those principles yesterday. Rest In Peace. AMEN.
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