Recently Raygun, the Australian break dancer who brought cheer to the Olympics, has felt the need to apologise to those who felt offended by her Paris performances.
I happen to think that her dances were some of the most entertaining things I saw during the games, and they generated more coverage for the art form than anything else I have come across since the 1980s.
To those that think she diminished the ‘sport’, I think that they just don’t appreciate the value of the international spotlight that Rachael Gunn shone on breaking. Without her, the new Olympic category would have gone by largely unnoticed.
When I read her apologetic, concessionary responses to the moaners and assorted killjoys, I was frustrated that she felt the need to justify herself.
In my opinion, if I inadvertently bump into you in the street, spill your beer, break something, forget your birthday, or arrive late to a meeting, I will apologise without hesitation.
On the other hand, if you are someone I don’t know and can’t look in the eye, and you are upset by my opinion, this blog post, or the facts that I listen to heavy metal music and am a fan of the Vauxhall Viva HC … I couldn’t care less. I will not apologise for having different opinions, likes and interests to you. End of.
I would find it refreshing if our celebrity folk when challenged were just more honest and stuck to their guns - I would have liked Raygun to have told all the naysayers to f-ck off and develop their own act instead of whinging about someone else’s.
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