Restoring and ReSTORYing the Landscape
Spinning my wheels all morning.
Happens when unable to do a head-clearing ride (weather pretty rotten oot).
I’d love to dive into a good novel, but I’m supposed to be writing, not relaxing. I wander over to the computer after breakfast, depressed by our daily snoozepaper, pull in the wooden chair and click the mouse… look up and it’s four in the afternoon.
Oh, you’ve heard that one?
The BBC, and other news outlets seem more believable…our paper is both depressing and lamely comical (we call it the SF Comical).
And this is in the most progressive, organic “market” in the USA! We’re lucky, we have more than a few nervous, creative visionaries trying to break through the crust of convenience with such tools as MoveOn.org and the Tides Foundation.
A sodden thought that bears repeating, since it seems as true now as when it was first uttered: repetition works wonders.
News Stories vs. New Stories
Car culture vs. Bicycle culture
One brilliant column in the Scotsman crystallizes all kinds of thoughts that have swirled around my head, but unherded and unheeded carry no impact. Might as well direct you to the great Lesley Riddoch herself.
A real writer, and apparently a hell of a cyclist as well.
My blind spots vs. my strengths.
Right now, I’m trying not to beat myself up about not IMMMEDIATELY finishing my BOOK, my first EASY book, because this damn blog is so immediately gratifying, distracting, all-consuming.
You care, huh?
Then send me a note, do. We bike commuter weirdos gotta stick together more than ever, so we are ready ready ready when we’re needed to be ‘roll models’.
It is going to happen.
Maybe we can be influence-pedalers: currently, despite the haze of green-intention, my bike industry went wildly astray!
The “ultralight” trend.
The “length of fork travel” trend.
The “more gears is better” trend.
By refusing to produce strong, fixable and long-lasting parts manufacturers do a disservice to those without money who need the bike the most, while loading up the landfill with cheap disposabikes and throwaway componentry.
One aspect of the bike industry that is 95% pure sham is the “women specific” trend.
If the company isn’t contacting me or other women’s bike clubs, they aren’t really looking for input from large numbers of ordinary women who ride (as opposed to race)
“Women’s” bikes are created for ease of manufacture, not for safety/ease of women who ride…usually they have way too high a bottom bracket, and the rider assumes it’s because she’s just not very coordinated that she feels so vulnerable perched up high…Augggghhh.
Newspapers and TV harp on the stock market, and broadcast fear…I’m tired of it.
I am convinced it’s going to be positive, the way our drought here in Marin stopped housing developments for a solid 20 years…(too bad that there is a boom on now). Result: more open space to save for perpetuity, thanks to a political decision to curb growths via water hookups. Maybe it could happen again! I would stop complaining about MMWD if they did, but they have flipped flopped into major developers…
I am convinced that in an economic depression the citizenry, sorry, the consumers, will figure out ways to get by (get+buy) withOUT money. We can adapt, yes, even the rich can learn to be flexible.
All my reader/riders, will be the consultants for getting around sans gazol.
And yes, there will be some wailing and gnashing from the Corporations.
Without Madison Avenue’s loudspeaker the complaining won’t reach very far.
Shopping might turn to swapping. I still hear stories from people born before cars, who remember that landscape.
Last night P. J. O’Rourke, a hilarious (but conservative!!) writer appeared on Jon Stewart’s Daily Show and boiled the “Market” down to a Thing that vascillates between Greed and Fear.
Well, what if you refuse to be scared?
Examine the greed?
Isn’t it possible that less ‘money’ would force us to struggle to solve the bigger problems, undistracted?
About car vs. bike culture: I intend to live longer thanks to riding despite living in the USA where 3x as many cyclists are killed per 100,000 people as are killed in Holland. A bitter penalty for being the minority in a car culture.
But I am quite sure NOT pedaling will kill me faster (or suffocate my joy). This irony lives in my messenger bag, next to the high-calorie lunch I shoved in because errands are going to take me four hours, and four hours away from the fridge can affect my road smileage.
The bike blogs circulate, entertain and alert thousands of people (someday millions) and aren’t beholden to adver-dollars. to be repeated until their messages can help mould a new habit among the curious as well as reinforce the ‘choir’.