(Before It's News)
The Olympics: A tale of two ceremonies!
I was enjoying the spectacle of the Olympics. The joy of competitors who had given their all and had found success, was infectious, emotional, it felt good. There was a sense of euphoria when Team GB triumphed. The tingle from the Olympics started at the opening ceremony for me, here the scene was set. I was mesmerized by the forging of the rings, the emphasis upon the notion that hard work, determination, inspiration, motivation, faith, creates who we are today. The opening ceremony had a great deal to commend it for. The ceremony wove a tapestry of hope for a humanity that invests in each other, that strives to see the other person as important. The humour was wonderfully crafted with the joyful contribution of the Queen and James Bond. The essentially universal image of Mr Bean was magical, comic genius. The music was inspiring, reflecting celebration, while embracing the notion of faith and what part faith plays in the lives of so many people. You only had to listen to the words of many athletes during the games praising God for their talents, talking about being blest by God to see how big a part faith plays. The beauty of the lighting of the cauldron was breathtaking. It was packed with symbolism and hope for the future. The light overcomes the darkness, so much to be applauded. Where could these Olympic Games lead us in the future? What will the legacy be?
The closing ceremony disappointed me. It was painful to see all the good work being undone by a mind numbingly boring presentation of the empty and shallow nature of pop culture. Faith was ridiculed, the glorification of self was championed, what were they thinking? This was highlighted by John Lennon’s “Imagine” a song that pays homage to an atheist ideology. One that croaks of the nothingness of life. One that sings of the suppression of personality and zest in life by imagining there is no heaven, therefore there is nothing to strive for in life. What replaces heaven? Just the dreary living for today and rejoicing that this is all there is. All people to be the same, no differences, which in the end leads to the suppression of any other idea other that the atheist mantra; no toleration, no compassion, no point, no chance, no hope!
President Jacques Rogge’s two awaited adjectives that sum up the games were “The happy and glorious” Games! I agree it was a triumph, happy and glorious indeed! Let us hope the closing ceremony was a blip, a self indulgent mistake, one that does not define the future of any legacy that is created. The future legacy I would hope is to motivate a sense of working together. Of faith being part of the experience of life, of being different, celebrating the zest of life and the hope humanity has when it invests in searching for noble and eternal values.
Source: