It’s 6.30 a.m. on a late summer morning in Paris. Amid the rumbling coming from the Stalingrad Métro station, in the northeast of the French capital, hundreds of migrants, mostly men, sleep crammed under an overpass. Some rest on pieces of cardboard and old mattresses behind a urine-doused fence, others lie awake by the side of the street.
The Olympics are a great way to help build unity and promote friendly competition between otherwise adversarial nations. In theory. In practice it’s an economic dick-measuring contest and a way for authoritarian shitholes to get good PR.
The Olympics are a great way to help build unity and promote friendly competition between otherwise adversarial nations. In theory. In practice it’s an economic dick-measuring contest and a way for authoritarian shitholes to get good PR.