Bicyclism

What's your engine of choice for revving your ego? Do you feel compelled to burn your tyres out to impress the girls? Or do you feel compelled to drive around in a small car that costs as much as Zimbabwe's GDP? Or, perhaps, you seek to impress via the authority of your corporate position; by your big cigar, corner office or positioning next to the toilets on the inner sanctum, core-of-influence 5th floor where the carpet's deeper and the furniture is finished in a deeper veneer of fake than on all the desks on those lower floors. There's something disturbingly honest about someone who seeks to impress only via the power of their legs. There's something refreshingly assuring about position that's actually earned; where rewards are connected to effort via something as transparent as a chain. No, I don't believe in heroes of the Boardroom. Unless we can get those meetings rearranged to the medium of a group ride instead. Here's to a future where matters that matter are resolved through the power of physical effort rather than through the spin of consumerist subterfuge. Read more on this via this latest posting to Bicyclism Blog: Let's Go Riding Instead.