Olympic Fever

It's always a tricky business, criticizing the Olympics. What could I possibly have against amateur athletes striving for physical excellence? Nothing at all, actually. But am I the only one who thinks it's ridiculous to build Olympic class facilities again and again, city after city, year after year? How many luge tracks does this world need, anyway? Yet still, city councils all over the world clamber over each other for the 'honour' of becoming a host city. Do they not know that Montreal just now finished paying off the '76 Winter Games? Do they care?
Yes, yes. I know it's more than just dollars and cents, and since there's no way of averting the big O from descending upon my city, or preventing the environmental devastation being commited in its name, it's time to accentuate the positive. Vancouver is a gorgeous city, and can be an inspiration to the world, and I and my kith will do all we can to create enough magic here for everyone in the world to take home a sample. Who knows what artifacts those machines will dig up as they tear into sacred territory?