Over at Grantland, Kate Baker on [just how bad it is in Sochi](Just How Bad Is the Scene in Sochi?):
I had yet to eat my breakfast this morning when someone regaled me with a story about a guy staying up in Sochi’s mountaintop media hotel cluster who turned on his faucet and watched as sewage spilled out. Last night, a colleague returned to her room after a long day of work to find the door swung open, a set of keys still dangling from the lock. Nothing was stolen, but a TV had finally been installed. It could have been worse: The door to one guy’s room was supposedly kicked down by workers trying to put in a cable box.
I can’t help but imagine if a young Hunter S. Thompson was alive today.
Imagine the stories he’d bring back.