The Oracle of McDelphi
12/08/2004 08:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Yesss. It's that time of year again when everyone is talking about sport. Now normally Izzie HATES the stuff with a passion - having never quite forgotten the humiliation of being the sporting equivalent of a blind epileptic hippo in a pink tutu - always the very very last to ever be chosen even for noncompetitive class teams in school.
But the Games are soon to be upon us and Iz confesses that the main thing that interests her is the opening and closing ceremonies and particularly the politics. The politics is the ONLY thing that makes sports remotely interesting for the ickle Iz. However Iz did hear rumours about the opening ceremonies concerning centaurs firing arrows and stuff. Maybe just maybe they have got that fountain and the stadium does really look rather er...interestingly enormous. Well - it's still only Thursday evening so maybe there is time to get up those three hoops on each end of the pitch. Yessss - centaurs on broomsticks playing Quidditch and using dearest Dolores as the Quaffle is a sporting spectacle that would interest even the likes of ickle Iz.
But looks like while our Dearest Dolores might not manage to get herself onto the field after all, she has been certainly most busy in the boardrooms. Izzie's snoops and spies have provided her with some extremely tasty little tidbits about some outrageoussss activities soon to be occuring in Athens.
Is there no end to this insidiousnesssss? So looks like the Iz won't be allowed to bring those green eco shoes and her "Weasley is our King" badges to the games after all.
Iz was going to indulge in an extra long rant concerning nerdy chemists and performance enhancing substances and the depths of pathetic hypocrisy to which certain nations have descended to in the pursuit of gold.
As far as Izzie is concerned, if you are going to get all high and mighty about other folks using drugs, then you'd want to be damned squeaky clean yourself in that area instead of bending the rules and looking the other way and making pathetic excuses when it comes out that your own cycling team amongst others have spent more time peddling than pedalling.
Let the buggers use all the drugs they want and kill themselves in the process in the elusive search for glory and sponsorship McDollars instead of this pathetic 'let's pretend' ritual.
The drug spotters will always be way behind the users and as far as the Iz is concerned - those slinky swimsuits and jet propelled shoes made by poor house elves slaving in sweatshops are just as performance enhancing as some silly pills.
At least then, some tax funds might be left over for paying for useful education such as medicine, plumbing, agriculture and environmental issues instead of training a bunch of athletes in the subtle art of not getting caught at the Australian Institute of Sport (AIS - Also known as Australians Injecting Substances) who then go on to make squillions in sponsorships and are not expected to repay a single silver sickle for the cost of this luxury intensive training unlike other folks who are actually learning something useful for the benefit of all of society such as nursing, medicine or art who are expected to pay for their education.
Of course - the person who undertakes third level education benefits the most and it is only fair that they should pay some of the costs but if exceptions do apply they should be for nursing and teaching and not some pathetic institute founded solely for the purpose of acquiring gold medals at a Games played on a totally uneven playing field.
But now back to another interesting snippet about the original Oracle. Izzie's list of places to visit at least once has just gotten a bit longer.
The Original of the SpeciesAnd yessss - there is a serpentine connection.
Of Pythons and Prophecies
But the Games are soon to be upon us and Iz confesses that the main thing that interests her is the opening and closing ceremonies and particularly the politics. The politics is the ONLY thing that makes sports remotely interesting for the ickle Iz. However Iz did hear rumours about the opening ceremonies concerning centaurs firing arrows and stuff. Maybe just maybe they have got that fountain and the stadium does really look rather er...interestingly enormous. Well - it's still only Thursday evening so maybe there is time to get up those three hoops on each end of the pitch. Yessss - centaurs on broomsticks playing Quidditch and using dearest Dolores as the Quaffle is a sporting spectacle that would interest even the likes of ickle Iz.
But looks like while our Dearest Dolores might not manage to get herself onto the field after all, she has been certainly most busy in the boardrooms. Izzie's snoops and spies have provided her with some extremely tasty little tidbits about some outrageoussss activities soon to be occuring in Athens.
Is there no end to this insidiousnesssss? So looks like the Iz won't be allowed to bring those green eco shoes and her "Weasley is our King" badges to the games after all.
Iz was going to indulge in an extra long rant concerning nerdy chemists and performance enhancing substances and the depths of pathetic hypocrisy to which certain nations have descended to in the pursuit of gold.
As far as Izzie is concerned, if you are going to get all high and mighty about other folks using drugs, then you'd want to be damned squeaky clean yourself in that area instead of bending the rules and looking the other way and making pathetic excuses when it comes out that your own cycling team amongst others have spent more time peddling than pedalling.
Let the buggers use all the drugs they want and kill themselves in the process in the elusive search for glory and sponsorship McDollars instead of this pathetic 'let's pretend' ritual.
The drug spotters will always be way behind the users and as far as the Iz is concerned - those slinky swimsuits and jet propelled shoes made by poor house elves slaving in sweatshops are just as performance enhancing as some silly pills.
At least then, some tax funds might be left over for paying for useful education such as medicine, plumbing, agriculture and environmental issues instead of training a bunch of athletes in the subtle art of not getting caught at the Australian Institute of Sport (AIS - Also known as Australians Injecting Substances) who then go on to make squillions in sponsorships and are not expected to repay a single silver sickle for the cost of this luxury intensive training unlike other folks who are actually learning something useful for the benefit of all of society such as nursing, medicine or art who are expected to pay for their education.
Of course - the person who undertakes third level education benefits the most and it is only fair that they should pay some of the costs but if exceptions do apply they should be for nursing and teaching and not some pathetic institute founded solely for the purpose of acquiring gold medals at a Games played on a totally uneven playing field.
But now back to another interesting snippet about the original Oracle. Izzie's list of places to visit at least once has just gotten a bit longer.
The Original of the SpeciesAnd yessss - there is a serpentine connection.
Of Pythons and Prophecies