I Am A Cyclist, And I Am Here To Fuck You Up
kelly catchpole
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As a committed bike commuter, I appreciate rage against the oily steel coffins (machines) that drive the humans [mad], but honestly this article is more provocation-spectacle than useful radical response. Postmodern cynicality does not replace purposeful irony. To talk about bicycling and not make the journey or the ending about fun, where’s the story? It’s easy to provoke knee jerk responses from the clueless carbon-addicts who drool over any justification to terrify you with their steel teeth and pavement. It’s another thing to spread the joy of riding free as a bird while putting a revealing mirror to the results of their addiction. And leaving a tasty dessert lingering for everyone else.

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