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What do you remember about the Paris Olympics opening ceremony?
It depends on whom you ask.
If you ask one of my friends, a devout Christian, this question would trigger an hour-long condemnation of the queer performers and drag queens, which he hates so vehemently that he concludes the Paris Olympics represented the moral abyss of the human species.
If you ask another friend of mine, a Simi-Pollyanna, he would tell you how he had been touched by Celine Dion’s singing of L’Hymne À L’Amour, so powerful and heart-wrenching, an embodiment of how strong human beings could be in the face of illness and adversity.
None of us can be free from the “halo effect” or the “vignette effect” the world casts in our mind, but what you focus on defines how you look at the world, and how you look at the world shapes what you see.
Oh, mortals, we.
