Olympia Mild Hysteria
In 2010(ish) Europeans were surveyed regarding who they thaught was the most significant British person ever: Shakespeare you’d imagine. No? Isaac Newton? Steven Hawking? Winston Churchill? Still No? Ok, erm… Jon Lennon? That dude who invented the world wide web? David Bowie even? Still no? Hmm…
Well the results came in and this is it, the most significant British person ever, drumroll… Mr Bean. Of course.
I guess Mr Bean’s market appeal as an export is that he doesn’t speak and therefore you don’t need to understand English to enjoy his capers. But most significant Brit ever? I watched the Olympic ceremony in a bar in Thailand at 4am after rather a lot of beer and by a significant measure the biggest cheers and whoops of the night, screw James Bond and the Queen, belonged to Mr Bean who inspires international joy and hysteria to rival the Beatles. Mai Pen Rai.
I love the concept of the Olympics but rarely the reality too much, people bang on about who placed where endlessly and it bores me to tears. I also don’t like the point-scoringly political aspect of the modern Olympics and the way that it’s funding is left solely to the host nation, regardless of whether that nation is able to afford it (Athens?). Plus, the word medal is not a verb. Anyway, the things I don’t like about the Olympics is a blog for another day and a worse mood.
My local bar has taken to showing it constantly and it’s great to cheer along with the Thais. They are all very proud of the fact that last night Thailand won the bronze for female weight-lifting, astonishing considering Thailand is known for tiny people! Yes this is a woman: