I never liked the Dalai Lama. Too pampered. Too effete. The Chicoms take over his country and what does he do? Gathers up all of the Buddhist elite, goes to the West and spends the next fifty years hanging out in Chi-Chi hotels with the rich and famous. The money he collects for the Tibetan cause, I'm sure, goes no farther than his own pocket book. He takes money, under false pretenses from the liberal-elite, instead of elderly, shut-in, rednecks. How does this make him any better than Billy Graham or Benny Hinn?
The Chicom are no liberators of the Tibetan people. They take over a country that has nothing they want but a little strategic location. They move in a lot of Han Chinese and before you know it, the Tibetans are an oppressed minority in their own home. They might not have been doing that great under the Theocracy but Chinese rule has not improved their lot and they are definitely not on a fast track to autonomy.
The Olympics are one of the most foul institutions of the modern era. While there is nothing wrong with international athletic competition, the amount of hype and commercialism associated with the Olympics every four years is immoral. Avery Brundage should have been injected with steroids and hormones until he puffed up like Arnold Schwartzenegger and then drawn and quartered on a Sunday afternoon at the Tijuana bull ring. The Olympics should be boycotted, on general principle, by every right minded sportsman on Earth. To boycott them in the name of Tibetan autonomy, ignores the evil that their existence perpetrates.
There's no heroes here. Nobody's right. No moral high ground. It would be nice if the Tibetans had a shot at self rule but if they did, they would be starving in six months. They don't need the Dalai Lama back. It all sucks.
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