We'll Always Have Paris

And so we leave the little town of Paris, France.  The Olympics end today, and everyone now looks forward to the 2028 Games in Los Angeles.  Of course, if you want the Games of the XXXIVth Olympiad to be a joyous occasion, you will vote for Kamala Harris, who, as President in 2028 will get to officiate at the opening of the LA Olympics.  If Donald Trump gets back into power, he'll turn the 2028 Olympics into a celebration of the "great" America he's resurrected.  Do the words "Berlin 1936" mean anything to you?

In the meantime, I'd like to think the athletes who made a lot of wonderful memories for me and inspired what little I wrote about the Olympics in this go-around - Katie Ledecky, Bobby Finke, Leon Marchand, Daniel Wiffen, Simone Biles, la muy calor Jasmine Camacho Quinn, Gabby Thomas, Rai Benjamin, Masai Russell, and numerous others I don't know from Adam and Eve.

Thanks to Kevin Hart and Kenan Thompson for finding humor in these Games even when I couldn't.  No thanks to NBC for getting Calvin "Snoop Dogg" Broadus for the travelogue features.  Also . . . come on, NBC, you're the urbane and hip American network - and none of the celebrities you showed us in the stands at the Paris Olympics were French?  You couldn't even find Isabelle Adjani at the gymnastics competition? 

A special thanks to Second Gentleman Douglas Emhoff for sacrificing his personal time to lead an official American delegation to the Olympics.  To think - his wife got to go all over America to campaign for the Presidency this past week, and he had to go to Paris. What a tough job.

I don't feel sorry, though, for Princess Catherine if she has to represent a British delegation to Los Angeles four years hence, because I have a feeling she might actually like LA.  Hah - like it?  She's going to love it!

Finally, I'd like to dedicate what little Olympic commentary I wrote this year to my friend, French 1980s fashion model Anne Bezamat, whose father, Roland Bezamat, won a bronze medal for France in men's team road race cycling at the 1952 Olympics in Helsinki.

That's it for now.  And to the U.S. men's 4x100m track relay team, which goofed again for the sixth straight time in the Olympic final . . . C'est la vie.