Tuesday, February 15, 2011

(More) Proof: World Going To Hell Via Hand Basket


Saxo-man Contador cannot believe the Tainted Beef Story worked…see you at Algarve, Pistolero.

In cycling, typically, once a rider is suspended, an appeal is asked for by the rider, upheld, handled poorly over  a long period of time, then denied. Alberto Contador got his one year ban overturned, effective today and meaning “El Pistolero” will be eligible to join in for the Algarve racing event in Portugal later this week. It also means he’ll be there for the Giro d’Italia, the Tour de France and all the warm up races Tour contenders frequent in the months of April, May and June. So much for “zero tolerance”. The ruling completely ignored the evidence of plasticizers in Contador’s samples, which cannot be explained away by the old stand-by, tainted beef. This story is too old and, now, too frustrating, to continue on with. Barring anything dramatic, like a judicial admission of corruption or something thoroughly juicy, you will indeed see Contador in Italy and France this season, and, no doubt, contending for the podium in both events. You will. You just, my Dear Readers, will.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Proof: World Going to Hell Via Hand Basket

According to a recent study in the former Soviet Union, one in three Russians believe the Sun revolves around the earth. As covered in the Update some months ago, and in every reputable astronomical journal since the 14th century, that is not the case. Just how so many people can believe something so wrong is astounding, and in a supposedly advanced nation nonetheless. Be thankful for what you know and hunger to know more. And don't ask Russians questions on the heavens.
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Cadenza

Just taking a very short moment to note the longevity of the bike pictured here. This Fuji Cadenza slightly predates the Bohunk by some years, and yet, with almost no repairs save some new tires, still rolls along quite nicely. After the Bohunks car was totalled, and before it was aptly replaced, this faithful steed became the sole means of timely transportation for an exceedingy punctual Bohunk. There is a very specific and happy joy in riding a bike anywhere, but perhaps more so when considering the alternative, which is uniformily by being locked into a loud and noisy bus or car. Pick a day and go by bike, Dear Readers. You will not regret it.
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