Professor Mariachi

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Pack Your Bags!

professormariachi

on Nov. 21, 2009

This comic is not anti-olympic. Therefore I am not anti-olympic. I will be cheering for team Canada and hoping they take home all the golds. I'm merely making fun of us Vancouverites, myself included, as a whole. So RCMP, please don't show up at my door and interrogate me. Exams are coming up, and I don't have the time to waste, and frankly, you've got better things to do as well than talk to a sarcastic student. Thanks.
Sincerely,
the author

So, the olympic packing comic has been posted, finally. It's been slightly modified, but it's up. I hesitated by a few weeks because the time I was going to post it it came out in the news that the RCMP were harassing people speaking out against the 2010 olympics in Vancouver. Apparently, they've been going to journalists, and anyone they consider to be activists promoting the olympics in a negative light and chasing them down to interrogate them about their associations. I was understandably put off of posting this comic, and indeed you'll see that it doesn't speak out against the olympics - but against related things… because apparently we don't have the free speech to speak out against them directly (not that I want to officers, I'm a good citizen ^^).

Anyway, I am feeling very Olympic today, are you feeling very Olympic today?
One of my favourite movies growing up was Cool Runnings. You know, "Jamaica we got a bobsled team". I watched it until the vhs gave out. For years, I wanted to be a billsledder. (I used to practice on top of a picnic table in my parents front yard: "turn seven. Right. Turn eight. Hard left"). So when I first heard the Olympics were coming to Vancouver, I cried tears of perpetual joy. I would make an epic pilgrimage up to Whistler, and watch the bobsledding. I would cheer myself hoarse, at the men's hockey final, and Canada would take home the gold with me shivering in delight in the stands.

Fast forward to a few years later, and I'm a broke university student. Scratch that. Broke just means you don't have any money. I'm in debt… so I won't even be broke until I pay that off. Hockey tickets cost upwards of a grand a piece. And even if I had the money to stay in Whistler, everything's booked up. But I am stoic. I'm not bitter. Well maybe a little bit. I'm not so much unhappy with the Olympics being in Vancouver, as the particular way they've been handled here. But I must be careful what I say in case the IOC's censor-gestapo come for me (I'm just kidding officers, I love you guys. Go Canada, GO!).
Don't get me wrong. I like watching sports. I like winter, with its snow and hard balls of packed ice and slippery hills covered with white stuff. And I love hurtling down said hills on waxed up pieces of fiberglass and wood. I really do. That's been a hobby of mine for a few years now. However, I don't like it when somebody says it's going to cost me more
than a years tuition to get tickets to a two hour event. Really? Come on.
So I am getting out of this city. Come February, we are road trippin' South of the boarder to get away from the crazy busyness. Oh, and Professor Mariachi is too. That's why he's chilling in the Hawaiian shirt. It'll be epic.
Epic.
May the Force Be With you. Always.
Caroline