« The flame carried by the members of Mondial Toboggan glows faintly on the path to the stadium. Inside the vast building, their arrival is accompanied by a huge constellation of flashes sparkling in the night, making the rows of spectators crackle like popcorn. A huge crowd grows impatient: an elegant Fender Rhodes discreetly slips into the heart of the building and the anonymous clamor melts into the darkness. By the light of a simple torch swaying in Mondovision among these few chords, a saxophone solo woos the audience, drawing them toward the light. The entire planet holds its breath for fear of extinguishing the Olympic bonfire...

Then comes the inevitable breath of fresh air: the chronology of the rendezvous is carefully timed. Amidst the television screens, the cauldron bursts into flames and nations embrace each other. To the rhythm of the national anthems playing one after the other under the fireworks, the distant flags blend together in euphoria. From all sides, hundreds of dancers in colorful synthetic outfits synchronize to warm, colorful synthetic compositions; the groove takes hold in this solemn moment and the gymnastics spread cheerfully to the stands. Overlooking the stands, the beautiful values of sport burst forth in turn in the sponsored messages that finance this brand-new stadium, which is destined to disappear soon, once the games are over.

For about twenty minutes, however, everyone believed in this gathering without borders, in this unifying future, in these wonderful performances to come that we would like to highlight with encouraging comments in Esperanto.

Unfortunately, we must face the facts. Like the decoration just awarded to the medalist standing proudly at the top of the plaster podium, Mondial Toboggan's new laser disc remains the only real souvenir of this beautiful utopia: it shines with many reflections that are always worth celebrating.»

Text : Germain Fraïssé