The Closing Ceremonies Of The Olympics
Ok, I barely watched the Olympics. I just couldn't gin up any interest no matter now hard NBC tried to shill for it. But I did find myself entranced by the closing ceremonies. What in the name of Mao was that? Is this supposed to be some sort of art? That's what the commentators seemed to think, but I didn't get it. The music alternated between movie soundtrack banality and adult contemporary crapality. And then a bunch of marching around. Apparently, Chinese people enjoy doing things in unison, and they can hang from wires while wearing costumes straight out of Tron. Good to know. Honestly, I couldn't look away, because I was afraid I'd miss something else to laugh at. I can't imagine that very many people would really enjoy that sort of thing unless they were told that they are supposed to enjoy it.
But the fireworks were cool.
I enjoyed most of it, it wasn't as cool as the opening ceremonies, but it was still pretty enjoyable.
The award for the cheeziest moment of all time goes to the section where they transfer the Olympics (i.e the soccer ball) to London, and David Beckham eventually takes it and kicks it into the crowd. That's it?!? I mean what the hell was that? All of these people are jumpin and jivin around this double decker bus, and then it transforms into a stage and then this guy kicks a soccer ball into the crowd. That was just a cheese fest.

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