Monday, August 6, 2012
I'm not much of an Olympic-watcher and tend toward the cynical -- too much money, too many drugs and performance-enhancing shit, too many goofy commercials and corporate sponsorship, too many professionals playing as amateurs, etc. -- but the story of the South African runner Oscar Pistorius gave me that stand-up-hair-on-your-arms chill and thrill. Despite those who cried foul on his disability giving him an advantage, I felt thrilled by his efforts, by the sheer skill and fortitude, speed and strength he gave to become an Olympian.
I think that those shiny bladed legs carried all persons with disabilities forward a bit more -- and those of us who walk alongside them some heart and hope and continued courage to persevere.
Watch this video and tell me whether you agree or not: