In the lit ring of the Workers' Gymnasium over the past two weeks, British boxers have displayed plenty of it.
But most people access its events through its videos, which feature close-ups of drones whizzing through lit-up rings and laughing pilots.
Its surface is covered in an eye-pleasing beehive mesh design, and at its center is a round LED-lit ring that softly glows blue, green, yellow or red, depending on the situation in your home.
(It has a familiar chick-lit ring: 18-year-old Evelina, brought up in the countryside, comes to London, and between social blunders finds herself taken on a strange new activity: going "a-shopping").
Eighty thousand fans, outdoors in a ball park in the capital, witnessing two men baring their souls in a spot-lit ring.
It's been seven years, and although no one has sent, given, or shown me a creepy avant-garde video of running horses, a lady brushing her hair, and a back-lit ring, nor has anyone called to tell me I have seven days to live, I am still and forever convinced that some really pissed-off dead girl with a major chip on her shoulder is going to come out of my TV and give me the Evil Eye to death.
Even less is known of how the occasion was first commemorated by the general public, although records indicate that in Protestant Dorchester a sermon was read, the church bells rung, and bonfires and fireworks lit.
The guy ringing us up noticed the lit joint and said, "You couldn't wait 15 minutes, huh?" I looked at the clock and realized that it was 11 45 PM on April 19.
The movie doesn't "take" the same way when you are sitting in a well-lit room, the phone rings, you get up for a beer, and all the rest of that.
The bells of six different downtown churches were rung during the ceremony, and people surrounded the Peace Candle holding lit wax candles themselves.
