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July 30, 2012  | by: Julia Cuozzo

Sgt. Peppers

As the world watched the opening ceremonies of the London 2012 Olympics, and did comparisons to China’s ’08 spectacular before that Voldemort got a chance to rise, one could not help but be captivated by the cheeky nature of the show. More specifically, the emphasis on British contributions to the arts throughout the years, from Kenneth Branaugh reciting from the Tempest, to the Sex Pistol’s rendition of God Save the Queen.

Musically speaking, Paul McCartney was clearly a necessity in the performance and the “Sgt. Peppers” were pretty awesome. It made me realize, however, that England has contributed so much to the world in music alone, that there should have been more. I realize that we are all in tough economic times and they were trying to top China on a budget, but this IS the Olympics and I’m sure people would offer their services at a negotiable price in the name of honoring their native land and the opportunity for a lot of free press.

Speaking of budgetary humor, I have to bring up Rowan Atkinson. That man is a gem. I love Mr. Bean. I have since I was about 10 years old and developed a random case of insomnia. At that time, the only things that were on TV during the wee hours of the night were informercials and Mr. Bean. So I will tip my hat to the Mr. Bean schtick and the performance of Chariots of Fire. It was classic and hilarious and I loved every minute of it. Until the end.

A fart joke? Seriously? I know it was Mr. Bean, but does that mean he needs to correlate the concept of being Mr. Bean and eating beans? I’m still trying to figure out the point of that, but I am at a bit of a loss.  I am not above flatulent humor by any means. A well placed whoopi cushion, or a fart at an embarrassingly inappropriate time will usually get me rolling on the floor. I felt as though the bit was funny enough  and suddenly dropped to a blue collar level with that gassy sound. I’m an American. I have no loyalty to the Crown at this point in my life, but I found myself feeling uneasy that anyone, during one of the most prestigious moments in the country’s history, in the presence of the Royal family, would go to a fart joke for an easy laugh. Maybe that’s just me.

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