They were dancing in the streets and the night was still young. Liquor stores were closed early in an effort to curb excessive drinking, but most downtown stores had long lineups well in advance of closing. For the police, it’s matter of maintaining a delicate balance – let the good times roll and hopefully scoop up the idiots before they have the opportunity to infect the crowd. For firefighters and paramedics, it’s a matter of being aware of the situation if you have to work in a crowd.
Another tempest in a teapot over the scandalous behaviour of the Canadian women’s hockey team. They were outed for partying on the ice after the spectators had left the arena. Drinking beer and champagne they were. Smoking cigars. No telling where this will end. Next they’ll be driving cars and demanding the vote. A talking head from the IOC stated at a press conference that while they had decided against launching an investigation they would be writing a letter. Just who the letter might be written to remains a mystery, as I’m stumped as to who might actually care enough to open it, let alone read it.
Vancouver media are already on the “what will we do when the Games are over” bandwagon, suggesting that there will be some sort of mass depression or funk. I’m thinking that my life will keep ticking along quite nicely, thank you. If there are 300,000 people out and about downtown tonight, that means that there are another 2 million plus in metro Vancouver that stayed home.
The Bay in downtown Vancouver is finally running short of “official” Olympic merchandise, yet the lineups persist. Actually, I think the problem is that there are not enough container ships available to move the merchandise from manufacturer to market (that would most likely be China, but you didn’t read it here). How long before Value Village and the SPCA thrift shop are glutted with castoff souvenir garments.
If fame is fleeting, what of patriotic fervor?