After seeing the images of the amazing devastation in Japan, it’s difficult to construct a post. All of the issues, or stories, or agendas that I might broach pale in comparison to what they are contending with. If I had a heart, it would certainly go out to them. One thing I have noticed while taking in the various news feeds, is that not once has any of the talking heads made even a single mention that if it were not for the incredible engineering and the stead fast resolve and preparedness of the Japanese people, the death toll could have very well been in the hundreds of thousands.
(Please note that at the time of writing this, the state of the meltdown was not known. Writing posts ahead of time under the guise of writing in real time is proving to be difficult.)
Photo taken from the boinger of Boings.
Why must American media relish in the destruction?
As a matter of fact, in a number of amateur videos I’ve seen shot by people while the initial quake was taking place, I noted that some people were standing in doorways holding plastic bins over their heads, or organized together in open parking lots, or in one case, as the camera panned across the room, a woman was seemingly unfazed, talking on the phone;
As a culture, I’ve found that the Japanese people are focused, directed and all around badasses. I have no doubt that they will eventually emerge from this event strong and smiling. It is an incredible country full of amazing spirit, and for that they have my undying respect. Something that their friends to the West could take a lesson from.
While here on the other side of the Pacific, on the very day that this unprecedented disaster took place, Washington has approved a spending plan that would cut funding to a domestic tsunami warning center.
What could possibly go wrong?
And in a brief burst of news regarding this country’s own version of ‘V for Vendetta’, the group that goes by ‘Anonymous’ has cyberwarred their way into my heart.
After their recent attack on the Westboro Baptist Church, I eagerly anticipate their next move.
WE ARE ANONYMOUS.
WE ARE LEGON.
WE DO NOT FORGIVE.
WE DO NOT FORGET.
Now that I have probably successfully stuck my name front and center on THE MAN’s to-do (away with) list, let’s get into some news of a bike related sort. Up first we’ve got a flyer for the third annual East Bay Rally Cat event;
I’ve missed the boat on the last two years of this, but if there was ever an event that aroused my interest, it would be this. My sweet East Bay? Mixed terrain? Yep, both present and accounted for. Secondly, the proceeds for this bash go to Spokeland, which doesn’t suck in the slightest.
And thirdly, I cleaned out a bunch of crap from my garage, boxed it up and sent it on to the organizers, so I stand before you as an official ‘sponsor’. Please note, if you request that I sponsor your event, understand that you will get an envelope or box of whatever happens to be closest to my reach.
If this might be something that strikes your fancy, and by all means, it should, and assuming that the black helicopters haven’t taken me out by then, I’ll see you there.
Of course the following day we here in the Bay Area have a custom bike show at which you can do whatever you like without fear of being threatened with a law suit by the organizers for your transgressions;
Not only will I be present manning the kegs (did someone say something about the fox watching the hen house?), but should any young lovers be interested in my services in preforming a wedding or baptizing their child (I’ll just pour a drink on their head), I have recently been officially ordained in the Church of Dude;
As the date of The Second Coming inches ever closer, all of you suckers will be left behind turning to salt or whatever, and I will be on the fast track to Heaven aboard my magic carpet.
Next up, this clip has been floating around for a piece but deserves another go around, as Chris Akrigg is generally a bike rider’s bike rider;
I sure do like the cut of that fella’s jib.
The Yin to the Akrigg clip’s Yang, I will book end it with one that might leave you scratching your head. I initially saw this on The Bike Snob and was only slightly encouraged by the sheer number of negative viewer comments, a majority of which it seemed were posted by cyclists. In the meantime however, the comments have been disabled;
Holy lord, what a bunch of fools. I have to say though, I am a big fan of AZ. He’s a cool guy, and has been in the trenches for as long as anyone can remember. Some consider him to be a sort of patron saint of bicycle messengers, but in as far as this clip is concerned, appears to be the equivalent of a teacher in a special education class filled with poo flinging retards. I assume that this will eventually be made for public consumption, if it hasn’t already, and I shudder to think how the general population will ultimately view cyclists as a result.
Secondly, as observed by Bunnyhawk via the Twitter;
“The saddest part is the plea for healthcare (which they deserve), right after explaining how little they care about their health.”
That’s a right-smart observation.
Lastly in industry news, it’s recently come down the pipe that beloved component and clothing manufacturer Raceface is soon set to be closing their doors.
Fingers are crossed that this is an ugly rumor, but based on initial reports, it’s looking pretty bleak.
Between the devastation in Japan, milkshake throwing messengers and our friends to the North going the way of the Dodo, today’s post has been nothing short of a total bummer, for which I have no proper conclusion.
Maybe I can just leave you with something like, ride your bike, don’t be a dick and live today like you might not have a tomorrow.
Not a bad mantra.