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It was like a bad dream. The stadium, sweltering heat and people working instead of the machines. The lonely dancer on the cover carrried by hundreds. Children saluting. Legs, legs, legs. Of course, those girls were gorgeus ( Bush could not put down the binoculars) but if you have so many legs moving in tune even cancan becomes boring, Tai- Chi-thousands of grown-up men covered with sweat from head to toe moving exaclty the same way. I wonder what stench was at that stadium. And the US commenter meekly saying something about ' China showing the transfer to individualism'. Where did he see that one? The girl floating on a kite?
In a 90 degrees heat Bush and other dignitaries looked tired and uncomfortable. Berlusconi did not come and he was right, of course. Shimon Peres was there; was he thinking how nice would it be to convert all Chinese into Judaism? They had absorbed so much without actually adopting: it is an Empire without an Emperor, Republic without elections, Communist country without Marx, Capitalism without laws, Religious country without religion, smile without joy and tears without sadness. Oh yes, I am surely wrong: if you kiss a Chinese girl it will be a woman, like other, if you talk with the Chinese person- he/she will be as human as you are... But if you go down from those benches, pick one of those unfortunate teenage girls who had to dance in that heat while the teams marched and tell her to leave, go with you under some cover, tell her to stop that nonsense- she will not go. She will refuse. She will ask the security to remove you. It is a hypnosis. Triumph of the Will. The bad dream from 1936. The bad dream of deja vu of mine when I was a child and saluted the same way in the 1960s-70s. The bad dream. People under the stairs.
