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During the run-up to the Olympics and beyond, Jacques Rogge, the president of the International Olympic Committee, uttered barely a word of criticism about the Chinese government. China breaks its promise to allow unfettered access to foreign journalists; that’s OK for Rogge. Beijing refuses to allow demonstrators, even within official “protest zones; that’s A-OK by Jacques. China sentences two old ladies to “re-education through labor;” yawn.
But now Rogge has been pushed past his limits — by Usain Bolt, the Jamaican gold medal winner of the 100 and 200 meter sprints. It seems Rogge is annoyed at Bolt “for not showing enough respect to his rivals after breaking world records in both events,” the Telegraph reports . “Bolt burst through the finish line with his arms outstretched and then carried on running into his lap of honour.”
“I understand the joy,” Rogge was quoted as saying. “He might have interpreted it in another way but the way it was perceived was ‘catch me if you can’. You don’t do that. But he’ll learn. He’s still a young man.”
The Telegraph said of Rogge’s remarks:
It is unusual for the IOC president to be so mean-spirited. Bolt has been the face of these Games and his elation at winning both sprint titles has been a major part of his appeal. For all the reservations in the wake of the many doping scandals around the sport, Bolt has changed the face of sprinting.
More from Ken Silverstein:
Perspective — October 23, 2013, 8:00 am
How pro-oil Louisiana politicians have shaped American environmental policy
Postcard — October 16, 2013, 8:00 am
A trip to one of the properties at issue in Louisiana’s oil-pollution lawsuits
Fleming awoke in the dark and his room felt loose, sloshing so badly he gripped the bed. From his window there was nothing but a hallway, and if he craned his neck, a blown lightbulb swung into view. The room pitched up and down and for a moment he thought he might be sick. The word “hallway” must have a nautical name. Why didn’t they supply a glossary for this cruise? Probably they had, in the welcome packet he’d failed to read. A glossary. A history of the boat, which would be referred to as a ship. Sunny biographies of the captain and crew, who had always dreamed of this life. Lobotomized histories of the islands they’d visit. Who else had sailed this way. Famous suckwads from the past, slicing through this very water on wooden longships.
A welcome packet, the literary genre most likely to succeed in the new millennium. Why not read about a community you don’t belong to, that doesn’t actually exist, a captain and crew who are, in reality, if that isn’t too much of a downer on your vacation, as indifferent to one another as any set of co-employees at an office or bank? Read doctored personal statements from underpaid crew members — because ocean life pays better than money! — who hate their lives but have been forced to buy into the mythology of working on a boat, separated now from loved ones and friends, growing lonelier by the second, even while they wait on you and follow your every order.
Number of people stopped and frisked by the NYPD in 2011 for “furtive movements”:
The faces of Lego people were growing angrier.
Four people were arrested for using a remote-controlled hexacopter to fly two pounds of tobacco to prisoners inside the yard at Calhoun State Prison in Georgia.
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Our congratulations to Alice Munro, winner of the 2013 Nobel Prize for Literature