"I simply do not have the heart to show what it looks like today -- August 8, the magical 08/08/08 chosen for its positive auspices for the Olympics. I'll just say, it looks very much like this view from six weeks ago. This is a disaster...'Citius, Altius, Fortius,' nonetheless, I guess. And the whole human-rights-violations piece aside, my heart does go out to the Chinese a bit - the West wouldn't have looked so hot hosting The Olympics during our industrial revolution, either.
I suppose there's also a one-percent possibility that the international embarrassment will be a Chernobyl-type stimulus toward truly radical environmental action in China and around the world. But maybe that's fooling myself too."
Friday, August 8, 2008
dum DA de de duh duh duh, duh duh de duh...
The big day has already dawned and set in Beijing - and, according to James Fallows, all hope for favorable winds from Mongolia have been dashed:
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Aw, reminds me of lovely Pittsburgh.
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