𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 "𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐲" 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

 

The French. Shouldn't probably put them in charge of anything. [Not my idea. But, maybe right.] They do have the philosophical bent, don't they; go in for symbolism, big time. And, apparently, don't mind trotting it out for the world to see. As seen in the 2024 Paris Olympic Games.

At a point in my life when the inner struggle was raging, and I was short on certainties, a neighbor chided me for having such firm views ... "It's a loosey goosey world". I've pondered that phrase a long while, still do. So dismissive. Now we have a name for it, "Post Modern Relativism" ... or, man-on-the-street short form, "Whatever". Having been raised with the Golden Rule and the 10 Commandments, the secular God-Is-Dead world has been — ahem — challenging.

So we had those bookend opening and closing shows for the Paris 2024 Olympics, loaded with enough symbolism to even confuse Foucault.

The big scene from the Paris Olympics opening was the LBGTQ+ [Did I get the acronym right; don't want to offend?] tableau around that long banquet table. By the way you know that the organizers of the event went all in for inclusivity. Bent over backwards, you might say. Break dancing competition. Which I like; seems logical since it's athletic and competitive. But, one wonders in our Brave New World when pulling a train of dicks will become an event. And, you bigoted-racist-throwback-non-woke-nincompoop-mofo you, not just a natural born female at the receiving end like in the old days with fluffers and Super8 cameras. Imagine the permutations. Talk about a gender identity test for that widely popular event! Let's not even get into scoring variables.

What's all the fuss with that opening? The controversial opening scene from the Paris 2024 Olympics they say was meant to depict a Dionysian festival, reminicent of ancient Greece and the original Olympic athletic gatherings back in the day when the gods ruled. Plain to see. Was that blue man who showed up at one point in the center of the table the meal? Of course he is, if that's the way you wanna see it. And, if you think that's crude, something must be dreadfully wrong with you! It's 2024. GET WOKE! Time flies. Not soon hence and later, maybe by 2028 it'll be ... GET WOKE! OR DIE! As in, we don't have any room for anyone who disagrees with us. The spirit of that is already in the air. We shall see ...

The vocal outrage from the LGBTQ+ sector over how anyone could mistake that for even a scintilla of reference to the Last Supper has been widely gone over back and forth. Net, net, enough folks took it to be a Last Supper reference that it surely should've occurred to someone in the planning stages that it might be taken that way. Yet, they later apologized saying no offense was intended. So, Bunkie, just what indeed was intended? 

Some folks of my ken in the LGBTQ+ demo can't even understand how anyone could take that Last Supper reference. Even with the "halo" on the head of the central figure? Virgin Mother diadem? And, the similar grouping of actors at long table? No! Impossible. You're seeing things. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Dead wrong. 

Interesting how that crowd is so committed to having their voice and identity included, yet seems to exclude even the possibility that anyone would have the sensibility to interpret that depiction otherwise, and as blasphemous. Or, any opinion other than their own? Like we're talking about some eternal natural laws here? The science on being "gay" at birth is not even in. But, in the zeitgeist, when science can be used in argument, for sure. If not, never mind. Enough loud voices, that's what rules in our post-reality world. 

So you wanna to have it both ways? Okay, so you want your views to be recognized? Fine, I'm for it. As far as it goes. My core criticism and concern is that the question of identity seems to only be about what you got down there, and whether you like it that way, and what you do with it, and what you call it. I wrote on that before. Just to reiterate, the question Who Am I? is too valuable and essential to be left simply with an answer that ends with an au courant label. Or, choices in makeup and attire.

You want your views recognized? But, you don't want to recognize other views? How does that work? It doesn't. Well, it do, but only in a totalitarian context where one voice prevails over the exclusion and expulsion of anything to the contrary. Is that where we're inadvertently going? Going into Baghdad again. Without a clue about next steps? Seems science hubris rules the day. As in, don't worry about unforeseen and unintended consequences, science will find the way forward. Or, we're just smart enough to get ourselves out of any pickle. [And, don't tell me about Pickles ... I'm Polish.] Careful to usurp the gods; and certainly not The One God.

It seems to be coming. That mob rules, personified in some bogeyman persona. But, beware the ones pointing to the bogeyman; the one's all solemnly wrapped in the flag, taking a knee with Kente cloth around their necks. It's 2024, the bogeyman don't look like he used to. Beware.

Here's how you have some fun with the Last Supper ...