I can’t keep up with all these golds:
Well done, ladies! Just rewatching it now – oh my goodness – cue cognitive dissonance! Who is the only team giving GB a hard time? Plus they’re rather pretty, those Australians – unusual:
Wow! Australia never gives up, never and are at their most dangerous as underdogs. The British are muddlers as a rule but if there’s a job to be done, they go and do it and no one stands in their way. And look at others around the world – the Americans, Canadians, New Zealanders and half of the South Africans.
[By the way, another I’m keenly following in these games is Logan Tom – bet most of you don’t know who she is. ]
Anyway, to this evening’s topic:
Some time back, I was sent a pic [for the Wimmin on Bicycles series] of some sinewy, scrawny, hard specimen in her birthday suit on a bicycle and remember thinking: ‘What a tramp – put your clothes back on, dear.’
There was something not nice about her manner either and Dr. Fell sprang to mind. The pic was deleted and thought about no more.
Yesterday came the disqualification of the cyclists and the more one reads up on it, then despite the draconian rules, the disqualification was right, Pendelton was at fault. So was the Chinese disqualification right within the rules as laid down and strongly communicated to every team and every rider.
Then I read this Pendleton’s explanation and thought OMG:
“It happens so quickly when you are full speed in a team sprint. Jess moves up and that’s my cue to take over but it was a metre or so too early, unfortunately,” said Pendleton. “It was on the change. Jess got stuck a bit on the start and perhaps it put her a little bit on edge and perhaps she was trying to make up for the difference she lost. Maybe she judged the straight a bit wrong and I just saw the gap and just went for it because that’s my cue.”
This woman is making a mealy-mouthed attempt at half accepting blame but in reality laying it on her partner – as clear a case of what I’ve been going on about for a long time as you’d hope not to see.
Looking at the comments section, someone had written that perhaps if she’d bothered learning the rules instead of concentrating on nude photoshoots and a media career, she’d be better off.
Still the penny didn’t drop. Who the hell was this woman? Then I read that she’d had an affair with her coach – fast and loose, this lady, it seems.
So to google images to check out some shots of her and OMG – there it was in monochrome – it was the same hard case mentioned at the top. So that’s who this Victoria Pendleton is.
Went back to the report and it appears that that was her partner’s one shot at gold, whereas this Pendleton gets two more shots at the gold, so she’d not fussed. And she blames that partner. Nice person. And then I saw a shot of her all tearful on some teammate’s shoulder and vowing to ‘avenge’ the mistake they both made.
Obviously it would be nice to have more gold for GB and yours truly will politely clap if she wins but – not sure if I like this person very much. In fact, she can be relegated to Room 101 with Trinny Wherewithal and other nasties.
Ok. she won and well done to her. Here’s a polite handclap. Still don’t like her.
And more on the concept of a woman taking the blame for something she does wrong:
Now here’s another one: “Olympic ‘gatecrasher’ Maghura Nagendra says she is sorry”.
Phew – at last a woman accepts the blame.
Until you hear her. The whole of that rambling “interview”, her point was that she didn’t know, until she returned after she’d done it, that so many people had posted on Facebook and Twitter about her – so many people saying such terrible things, “so many pages about me”.
Interviewed by a woman, she is then asked that, when she sees such terrible things said about her, does that hurt?
“Yes it does.” At this point I want to shake her and say: “Hey, this has all been about the terrible things done to you – where is YOUR understanding that YOU did terrible things to your nation, in your nation’s eyes, hence the Twitter and Facebook deluge?”
The interviewer sure wasn’t going to pin her down. In fact, it call now centres around her being famous.
She goes on about being the “mystery girl”. “Yes, the mystery girl has now effectively been revealed now.”
Still no effing apology, still no taking responsibility for her actions.
“Everyone knows that I am a girl, a proud woman of India, with a lot of power … so I was actually taken aback, seeing all the comments,” her main preoccupation again.
“I hope to be forgiven.”
Hallelujah!!!!!!! An acknowledgement, an acknowledgement.
“… as an incident.” Ah, playing down what she did again. “But my courage I wanna move forward and do wonders in my country.”
WTF? Is she not meant to be there to apologize and accept her fault, for crying out loud?
So – two-thirds of the way in, she finally makes reference to the “incident” and then starts going on about how strong she is and about doing wonders for her country.
Are you seeing the same thing I am?
She finishes with: “I stick to my words that I really do something great and make my country proud.”
OK, let’s check that list again:
1. Acknowledging that what she did was wrong. FAIL
2. Being sorry for it. FAIL
3. Issuing an apology. FAIL
4. Saying what she’s going to do to try to repair the situation. PARTLY CHECKED but only in terms of how great she is going to be.
And this, ladies and gentlemen, is what I mean when I say that a female is pathologically incapable of admitting she does wrong. In fact, this has become almost as interesting as parachutee watching – stay tuned as more examples arise down the track.
And no – men do not do it in quite that way. It’s something deep inside the female psyche which causes that particular pathological manifestation.