It’s time. Oh yes it is, and I, like a lot of you I’m sure, have waited
long enough for these epic Games to start.
It’s
been seven years since we were designated to host the 2012 Olympics, VS France
who was left very vexed. Well the years have gone by and now it’s time for the
show; they say it will be ‘the most extraordinary games in the Olympic
history’.
Yes,
this year Britain has been motivated to host internationally relevant events.
Indeed our Queen was watched by a 15 million people last month, and in her
honour (if not just as an excuse) 9,500 street and private parties were hosted around
the Capital. The Diamond Jubilee was a spectacular event, for locals and
tourists alike, who witnessed 1,000 boats float in chaotic formation down the
Thames, or attend the concert hosted at Buckingham Palace.
The
Jubilee Mania being over, I thought things were getting back to normal. I was
expecting a busy, humid, sun-free summer like the kind we usually experience,
with a break in the rain schedule a hopeful highlight.
However
I was surprised by the wave, well, the tsunami overwhelming the city with the
Games. Indeed it has all changed. Tube stations have been rebuilt, roads
cleaned and graffiti whipped off walls in Brick Lane. Tesco’s has even changed
their opening times, thinking we would, as day-to-day customers, be happy to
find it opened at 5am instead of 7! But that’s just me being cynical, as
tonight it’s been said that a 4 billion people are going to be watching the
opening ceremony. And London will receive an extra million people during the month
surrounding the Games, all eager to attend the 302 events coming up.
Meanwhile,
the debt seems to have reached the thousand billions, so what would that be in
numbers? Next to that it’s true that the 3 billion spent on her Majesty’s
Jubilee isn’t much, nor the 110 million pounds spent on security during the
Games.
We can
argue that sales during the Jubilee went up 120 million pounds, and that
McDonald’s will be serving 1.75 million meals, so in the long term, maybe it is
helping our drowned economy.
But no
matter the crisis, the starvation and unemployment, millions of people sang the
British National ‘God save the Queen’ Anthem, and they all definitely meant it.
That’s the beauty of England, and we are all ready to shout for our athletes,
no matter how much of a hassle taking the tube is these days.
26,000
members of world’s media are waiting in the city, making it the biggest event
in history. So it seems truthful to say that tonight and for the next two weeks,
the worlds’ eyes are on us.
By
Mona Malca