ALEX FOSTER
They say she has no choice! She can't drop the baton, her body is not her own! She must run and finish the race! She must stand on that podium with him and they will be gold medalists together for the rest of her life! Once she took the baton, unlike him, she gave up all rights to her body and her future. In a world that doesn't care what happens to those batons once they cross the finish line, a world caught up in the gold medals and glory, that throws batons onto the rubbish pile unless they are of benefit, those are the ones that suddenly care deeply when a woman is holding a baton. 'Why didn't you just run without a baton? Or not pass it on?' she pleads with him, 'I was foolish to take it, but now the choice is mine. I don't want to finish! ' 'Oh yes, you do have to finish,' he insists. 'Because I say so.'