I meant to write more about the Olympics immediately after they were over, but I’ve been sick for the last week, which tends to get in the way of things like that for me.
Anyway, we’ve both always enjoyed the Olympics, and watching them in a different country was a unique experience. There’s a lot less of the American teams, naturally, but you get to see a lot of sports that you wouldn’t in the US. Sometimes, that’s because these sports are dumb, like handball and racewalking. Other times, though, they’re pretty cool, like judo. And some sports, there’s a good deal of both Brazilians and Americans–specifically in volleyball, which the two countries collectively dominate. There was also a good deal of swimming on TV, because everyone loves Michael Phelps. Brazil also won their first swimming gold this year.
They did not, however, win the gold in soccer, much to the consternation of pretty much the whole nation. They were stuck with the bronze, after a stunning 3-0 defeat at the hands of the hated Argentinians. My 7th grade class, though, has as many Argentinians as there are Brazilians, so when I announced the score in the middle of a quiz, there was delightful consternation. Good times.
The Olympics are not just about bitter national rivalries, though. They’re also about kitschy corporate promotions. Here in South America, McDonalds treated us to the “China Menu“. This includes three items– the “Beijing Burger,” a hamburger with chop suey on it; “Rice Sticks,” two bricks of fried rice, deep fried; the “Imperial Dessert,” a sundae with some kind of banana fritter, topped with crystallized, caramelized sugar. The first is terrible (there’s a reason you don’t put chop suey on burgers, and Brazil isn’t exactly known for its chop suey in the first place), the second is pretty good (could use some bits of pork), and the third is fantastic. The term ‘Beijing Burger,’ though, is a bit odd, considering that they call Beijing “Pequim” here.
This is not, however, the strangest thing about the Olympics in Brazil. Brazilians have an odd relationship with/understanding of China. lt reveals itself in occasionally odd ways–ways that might be considered insensitive by, say, most of the civilized world. Things like a takeout place called “China In Box.” So then we were watching the Olympics on ESPN Brasil, and saw this:
And we thought to ourselves, “was that really what it looked like?”
Oh yes, it certainly was. It was the mascot for their coverage of the games, and we saw it dozens more times.
Yes, Brazil is definitely a different country.

