How to save the LA28 Olympics from the incompetence of Los Angeles leaders

I went to the Olympics in 1984 – not as an athlete nor a reporter but as a volunteer at the Olympic Village on the campus of UCLA. Just 16 years old, I swelled with pride at the chance to participate in this global celebration of unity and excellence through competitive sports. As a messenger, simply delivering envelopes and packages, I still felt part of the grand event. Meticulously planned and flawlessly executed, the 1984 Olympics remains the gold standard, notably achieving a small pr