Sorry Jafo

I also do not want to make a politic debates here

Also the meaning of the Olympic games is stop to fight and forget about all differences at least on time of Olympic games

But when I see how some media trying to politicize olympic games, trying to push on people who do not agree with them it makes me really sad.

Some of you will not believe in what I'm saying but it is really hard times now, and we've got to not repeat those mistakes that was made 100 years ago (1914 first and than second world wars) In this time wars will be much destructive than before. 

Hope we will live in peace and do not allow to mass media to brainwash us

Worse.... far, far worse!  These days the Olympics isn't about keeping up with the Jonses, it's more about the most powerful nations beating lesser nations into submission and humiliating them with 'extreme wins' they can never hope to match, much less beat.  Worse still, the oscene amounts of money the wealthier nations spend on hosting and competing in the Olympics... just to prove: "Oh look, my dick's bigger than yours."

I won't name the country most guilty of this 'tragic Olympic Mind-set', if the shoe fits then wear it, but Australia has certainly caught the disease and feels it is entitled to gold medals based on the money it has spent to get there, regardless of whether the athletes are competitive enough or not.

Gone are the days when it was "let the best team/athlete win", and in comes all this political crap, sports science to enhance athletes abilities and performances.  Well I say fech that, it's not sport anymore. In fact, I have lost as certain amount of interest in my 2 favourite games, rugby league and cricket, for the very fact that too much emphasis is placed on winning via money and sports science.

On the other side of the coin is when a player's monetary worth is considered far more important than his or her ability/skill.  Far oo many athletes/players these days make the team based on factors [name, fame, prestige] other than for their actual contribution to the team, and when that happens, loyal fans are betrayed by the sub-par performances of players who should have retired or been cut from the team a  while back... the English cricket team is a classic example of this right now, and the ECB should sack the lot of them and start from scratch.

Only if they depose or assassinate the crackpot in charge of the place...you know, the one who goes around executing people for simply critisising him...  yup, that's the one, the baby faced one with the f***ed-up haircut... the one whose tantrums progressed from throwing toys our of his cot to hurling live missiles at S Korea just to piss everybody off.

In other words, they've a snowball's chance in Hell of hosting the Olympics while that wanker is in charge.

The thing is, do you do it yourself at home with those new fangled heated curlers, or do you pop down the hairdresser's cos you can get your hair curled, have a chin-wag and catch up on alll the latest gossip all at the same time? Me, I'd go for the latter, if my last visit to the hairdressers was anything to go by. 'Twas a long time ago but I'll never forget

Yeah, the lass doing my hair kept pushing her chest into my face and excusing herself with: "Ooops, sorry about that, but they do tend to get in the way when I'm reaching for something."  Yeah, right, lady, as I muttered "I'm sure your arms are longer than that" under my breath.

Yes, UNDER my breath!  Well I didn't wanna go saying something that would have made her think she had to stop. 

Ah, those were the days, when I had women throwing themselves at me.  Nowadays they only throw fruit and stuff... and I'm not as adept at ducking as I used to be.

In a manner of speaking, yes.... we dated for a while and shared a common interest in horse riding.  We each owned our own horses so it was easy to spend an entire weekend riding in the bush... and yes, it was true what they say about girls who liked to ride horses.

I knew that [in my best Fonzie voice].  I recall watching a game some years back when I lived in the UK - I lived in Devon in the South-West, but we had a large Scots community who staged a comp each winter - and found it quite interesting.  There was a street in a nearby town which froze up and they used it to stage the games... with the pavement either side packed with spectators, not to mention all those hanging out of the 3 pubs with pints in their hands.

Funnily enough, my aunt [mother's sister] was a hairdresser and she spent some time in Scotland managing a salon for her then boyfriend, and when she returned to Devon for the Christmas holidays she took us to the Curling because he was playing with one of the teams.