An absolutely disgusting display by those that likely have no absolutely no depth behind why they hate the Olympics and want to break things
I am overjoyed at the golden performance of Alexandre Bilodeau, who not only carries on a long of tradition of Quebecers excelling in the mind-blowing-to-watch sport of moguls, but who has also taken the weight of the shoulders off a host nation that up until that point had never won a gold medal on home soil.
It was poetry in motion, and a perfect and exciting way to start our gold rush.
But today I am not going to pontificate on the medal count today. I am going to rant on the idiocy and lack of class shown on Saturday by the assholes that call themselves “Olympic anarchists.”
