Journal Entry: Olympic Memory

Journal entry, 5 Thermidor 2029: When asked by Mr. Cornwall this evening about any “Olympic memories” he might care to share, Justice Minotaur replied as follows:

“When I was prepubescent, we used to have competitions at a nearby ranch. These took place a few times most years, in contravention of the notion of Olympiad. One time the contest was to see who could gather the most chicken eggs. A boy from the city slew 10 hens and inspected them for eggs.

“After, we would all go to a self-serve dog wash to get clean.”

Journal Entry: Olympic Games

Journal entry, 2/8/14: Justice Minotaur’s longtime friend Asiago Brians, an organomegalic miller who lives in a stolen dog catcher’s van, came over after dinner seeking company. Minotaur, Brians, and Mr. Cornwall got into a long debate about the interpretation of Shakespeare’s Dark Lady Sonnets before realizing they had wasted much of the time they could have been watching the Winter Olympic Games on television. There being no athletes from New Salem in the Games, the men were free to pledge their allegiances to competitors of any nation, tongue, or creed. Minotaur went into his bedroom for a moment and returned draped in the flag of Timor-Leste and said he would “kill himself if they are cheated out of the hardware.” As the night wore on, a kind of informal contest broke out–to suggest new Olympic sports that would most likely draw the largest viewing audience. Brians seemed to have the most compelling idea: a sport that asks which competitor can most convincingly and accurately deliver all the lines ever spoken by the character Kraus on TV’s Benson.