Opening Ceremony ~ 27 July 2012
London 2012 Olympic Games
I gave the whole event a miss when it was happening in July, mainly because I don't have a TV connection at home and I've never been overly turned on by athletics or extravagant grand spectacles. "It's a poor boy who doesn't like sport," sang the Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band, and I suspect they were referring to me.
Many have speculated on the Masonic symbolism subtly or not-so-subtly interwoven into the ritual pomp and circumstance of the London Olympics 2012 - and, to be sure, the careful observer will spot quite a few clues that there's a lot more than meets the public eye about London as a hub of ancient magick and earthly power. Those who have delved into the occult history of the Anunnaki bloodlines will also have plenty to say about the usurper Windsor family who originally were known as the Saxe-Coburg-Gotha clan.
Well, I wouldn't dismiss these "conspiracy theories" as crackpot - where there's smoke, there's bound to be some fire, even if only a few embers remain. But you have to admit the Brits are bloody damn good at being Brits. There's a certain insouciance and savoir-faire (they must have picked up from the French, their ancient archrivals) about the way they do things. And the 2012 Olympics Opening Ceremony is a clear example of this. Getting the right balance of solemnity, grandeur, wry humor and sheer spectacle blended into a memorable multi-million-pound production was certainly no mean feat - and I believe Danny Boyle was the right man for the mammoth task,
In any case, the only reason I've embedded this 4-hour epic on my blog is because I just found it on YouTube and I'd like to watch the whole thing all the way through - when I find the time.
