|Saturday, March 6, 2010|
|Panel 1: In
the title panel of this Sunday-style colour comic, Casey and Marie
stand on either side of the Olympic rings, which have the words "west
of bathurst by Kari Maaren" over them. Casey is holding a torch, which
he is attempting to blow out. Marie watches him cynically.|
Panel 2: Marie and Casey are on Marie's futon in her apartment, eating pizza and watching TV.
Marie: You know, I'm kind of missing the Olympics.
Casey: I'm not. They make me sad.
Marie: Fourteen. Gold. Medals.
Casey: Well, okay, but that's not what I meant.
Casey: The Olympics are the ultimate celebration of life's transitory nature...its fundamental impermanence.
Casey: All human achievement is temporary and, ultimately, forgotten. At the Olympics, we may pretend it isn't, but we end the Games by extinguishing a flame.
Casey: The people on the podium are travelling inexorably towards death. Like warriors of old, they try to live on via fame, but their flames too will flicker and die, leaving only darkness.
Marie: ...I just wanted to see Canada beat the States at hockey again.
Casey [cheerfully]: That was good, wasn't it?
Alt-Text: It is possible that Casey is overthinking this just a teeny bit.