The Olympics are maybe the best venue to witness the great replacement in action. The entire conceit and structure of the event is literally nationalism. These athletes are supposed to represent your nation, and your nation is not a few lines on a map carving out an economic zone. These modern Olympics are no different than pro sports under free agency, but they persist in the charade of being something more. There’s no escaping the incoherence of it all. It’s a huge red pill wrapped in confusing globalist pablum.