I will not beat around the bush too long and too hard, and pitch in with a straight question: Is it good or bad that the Humankind is broken up into so many different religious groups – bigger and smaller? I wish I had the answer that would be as straight as this question is, but alas . . .  I am not sure anybody can answer this weirdish question with ease.

Elections! How to guarantee that they be rendered fair and free? I would like to generalize this more or less emphatic question and detach it from one particular political culture and venue. So this talk is not necessarily about Georgia. And this editorial needs to be perceived only as a reminder of where our modern civilization stands today in terms of choosing political leaders as such. 

Somebody might think I am kidding – how come a grown man like me and the one who has spent twenty years of his life in the States would have no clew of the age of the greatest country in the world. The blessed year of 1776 – that’s when America was born – and I certainly know that much! On another count, the question ‘How old is America?’ could be slightly disconcerting and even irrelevant.

Question: is the Georgian electorate responsive enough to current political requirement in this country to make the most advantageous decision in favor of the entire Nation when found in solitude in the polling booth, faced with the persistent logic of right and wrong?

The Internet era is the time of unprecedented development of an epistolary genre all over the world, called blogging, texting, messaging, etc. Who would have imagined a couple of decades ago that one of the most enticing pastimes for a human being would be writing. Just writing! People all over the Globe have hysterically gone for scribbling up various-size-and-content pieces on any unlikely topic and unceremoniously putting them on the web for millions to read. 

We are the nation who likes being loud.  I mean no offence at all. This is just a statement which should challenge anybody who might think otherwise. I am not saying whether being loud is good or bad – I am just letting the world know that we like to be loud everywhere in everything at any given moment. Discreetness in a public place is not the most favorable model of behavior in Georgia, to say the least.

Medals . . . no medals . . . why should it make that much difference? An average participating athlete would do anything to get one, and an average bunch of rapturous rooting spectators would jump out of their skins to see the victory of their hero materialize. 

The validity of presence at every single Olympic venue, access to every possible event, free transportation and the goggled eyes of the curious passersby, enviously staring at your oversize badge, hanging long from down the neck on the chest at all times except when asleep like a log after a hectic day in the enticing hotel bed – that’s what the Olympic Accreditation is. It also means running like crazy from one place to another to get a glimpse of what’s going on.

Please Stand to the Olympic Anthem!’ – sounded throughout the world, glued to television screens, and almost eighty thousand spectators in the elegantly built Olympic stadium in London jumped to their feet to stand still and poised when the most commonly accepted solemn melody had once again united the Mankind in peace and good will.