Unlike the good
Cap'n, I'm not ready to get all
hari-
kari up in here now that the Olympics are over. Truth be told, I'm glad it's done. The act of kicking a foreigner's ass at random sports in the name of national supremacy has really lost its luster over the decades. Where's the soul? Pure, determined...and
un-narrated by Bob
Costas? It's all advertising now. Just a bunch of well-muscled coporate logos sprinting and jumping and swimming about.
Speaking of logos,
WTF is up with the logo for the Olympics across the pond in '12? A design group billed £400,00 to come up with this? That's, like, 3 trillion dollars in American money, or something, right?

It looks like a first-grader tried to
fingerpaint the KISS logo. Punk Points for
those calling foul on this one; and a triple-word score for our pals over at
WAS who converted complaints into action, sponsoring an online open mic night for new logo designs. Even
I submitted one (below), though admittedly, it's more ad than logo (and more awful than good).

The mindset behind it was simple. Understatement. Seemed to mesh with the archetypal (maybe stereotypical) Brit: detached, unimpressed, and exceedingly non-plussed, with just a bit of irony for flavoring. I always think of the Monty Python line delivered by the knight who's just had two arms hacked off in battle, "It's just a flesh wound." So, there it is. Olympic rings, tea, and two minutes with Photoshop.
Carry on, mates...we only have to look at the London Olympics logo for 1500+ more days.
In logo-related news:
Starbucks logo roasted for showing its naughty bits.