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Golden boy (on Twitter)

Gliding his way into the men’s figure skating final with passion, panache and certainly enough glitter, American Adam Rippon has certainly made a name for himself during this year’s PyeongChang Winter Olympics. Performing to works by Rihanna, Coldplay and to songs commonly used in nightclub settings, Rippon’s musical choices are bold in a field full…

Mirai Nagasu and home

Growing up in China when I was younger, there was this one news story that would show up every time there was a major athletic event like the Olympics. The motif is always exactly the same: a tiny, remote village in the middle of nowhere is holding a glorious homecoming celebration for a native son or…

Pragada: Wait, the Olympics are on?

Three days ago someone told me that the Olympics had started. “What?” I replied, incredulous. If the Olympics had truly started, I would’ve definitely heard about it. I associate the Olympics with fanfare, prestige, celebration, appearances on mainstream media and newspaper covers. How could they have just begun without telling me first? Was it even 2018? Two whole years since the last one? That’s far too soon. Shouldn’t I care more about this global event?