And the deranged-ness continues... On their second appearance, I realize the inline skater actually didn't have flaming jetpacks, they had flames shooting from their helmets. Rivaling the Armanis from earlier, the placard carriers leading each nation's athletes are wearing Moschino, with the skirts cut to look like the Alps (complete with trees). The guy co-hosting with the Costas-bot is even more annoying. He's been instructed apparently to include some incredibly facile political analysis and or background whenever possible. So far we've been graced with capsule stupidities on China, Korea, Bosnia, Canada, Azerbaijan, and (of course) Denmark. Music of choice for the nations parade: disco (the solid gold classics variety) and new wave (ditto). After an hour, it's a tie between Mussolini references and 9/11 references. (updates as needed)