I think that I once read that in ancient times the Olympic games were used as a mode of political union, a way to bring the separating factions of the world together again.
I was watching the parade the other day, and I realized that while it may be nominally possible for all the different nations to march in some form (I'm glad Taiwan got some form of representation out of China for instance), putting labels on things can't really fix things anymore. Some prejudices run too deep. I think we've come too far to fix them with a parade or some games. But I don't know what the solution is. It makes me sad.
My x-boyfriend's sole goal in life is to unify the Middle East. I wouldn't tell him this (although I'm sure he suspects it), but I don't think he'll succeed, even though he is one of the most compassionate, determined people I know. And that also makes me sad.
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