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Enter The Draggin’

Enter The Draggin’

Ass-draggin’, that is. To no one’s surprise, the first days Olympic racing for the Finn, Yngling, and 49er featured sweltering heat and smog over nearly non-existent breeze and current of up to two knots in nasty Qingdao, China. The racing was a typical light air crapshoot and something of a joke, though none of the racers will say so for fear of being kicked out of their gracious host nation.

“Regimentation defies common sense and is rife,” said our underwhelmed friend and Anarchist insider, Fonder Cox. “No one is allowed to stray from the party line at all, and believe me, they want to! Some of the best sailors in the world are competing for the highest honor they can win, and it’s all a joke. At least most of the weed is gone…”