So, the Canadians have their gold medals. The sharing of the gold, between them and the Russians who were originally awarded it, seems to me to be the only tenable outcome of this whole affair — at least as far as these participants go. It will be much more interesting to see what changes are made in the future regarding the judging of figure skating, which has for years been dominated by croneyism, log-rolling, and mutual-back-scratching. As for the actual skaters involved in this dispute, the Russians should not be stripped of their medals as they had nothing at allDown the rabbit hole….

Why “Byzantium’s Shores”? Well, for one thing it just sounds exotic to my ear, five syllables which strike me as fairly melodious. But more importantly, Byzantium was a place where east and west met along with new and old; it was a city which looked backward to the fallen glories of Rome and forward to the eventual rebirth of the continent that lay to its west. It seems a good fit, then, to cite such a place to name this space where I shall explore my own tastes — tastes which range wildly from the techno music of Tangerine DreamDown the rabbit hole….

A screaming comes across the sky…. Somewhere, in strange light, a mind conceives…. In a hole in a ground, there lived a hobbit…. Call me Ishmael…. (….as I cannot think up my own wonderful starting sentence for this experiment in Net babble, the least I can do is pilfer some from the best. Let the wine flow and the words fly!) Share This PostDown the rabbit hole….