Well, it's early Saturday here. I just finished watching the opening ceremonies of the Summer Olympics. It was quite a show. Quite a show. No doubt there will be the usual political flaps and athletic scandals at this Olympics. We can't seem to hold one without them. But as a start for a week long orgy of sport, this was pretty spectacular.
It wasn't possible to watch the opening without observing the enormous pride and excitement the Chinese people were feeling. The ceremonies were a demonstration of determination and teamwork. There was one particular segment that consisted of moving boxes that were manipulated in an incredibly complicated pattern over a period of fifteen or twenty minutes. While I was watching it, I was thinking, this isn't so tough--that's all computerized. And then when it was finished, the tops of the boxes were flipped back to reveal the people who were moving them. Maybe a thousand people. In 85 degree heat with 85 percent humidity.
The costumes were gorgeous and elaborate and wonderful. The ceremony represented both past and present with symbolism and style. It's late now. I rarely watch television. But I'm glad I took the time to watch the pageantry unfold.