Now. This is not the first time we've all seen revolutionary good for nothings try to mess with the Olympic games. Why, must I ask... why?
When I was kid, the olympic games have a certain magic around them; a certain type of untouchable magic that only sick perverted minds would try to mess with.
But it has been this aging, this being on Earth for more than 25 years that has blurred the lines between those "good guys" behing the TV glitz and those desperate to say "I'm here and I will not take this".
But this has all has become a delicate situation. A challenge for the ethically minded. The world as it is now is being divided by simple ego-driven mentalities that promise a hypocritical salvation (through cash) and broken hopes that offer broken plans and failures of resistance. Who to believe? If fate has put you slightly towards one side, that's where you will go. Otherwise you might have been convinced and change - really there is no room for doubt anymore and so you must choose.
People walk around gloating about how open minded they are yet the election only gives you 2 choices... people walk around gloating about their great ideals when one there are categories for where you put them. It's pretty sick where we've all led this... we see defenders killing the defenders - TWO - that is the great number 2; the eternal SPLIT in the middle determining just the eternal battle between the left and the right side.
The problems in China, Venezuela, here in the US, everywhere, in our minds... We know we can't stop it. It grows in our minds, where we conflict, where we contradict ourselves; and it grows outward, where it becomes the thing of politics and wars. That number 2 weighs heavily on my mind, since the foundations of its significance carry so many other numbers.. yet at the end... only 2 remain.