04-09-2008, 08:46 PM
This is a long rant, but if you know me, itÔÇÖs probably worth it to read it. I say negative things about ÔÇ£my people.ÔÇØ :-)
Story A: So... yesterday, Hannah and I are standing in line for a burrito a couple blocks from my place and a homeless guy outside the place falls down and hits his head... hard. I ran outside. People continue walking by. His head is bleeding. People are still walking by. Blood is running onto the sidewalk. I call 911 and yell for Hannah to grab napkins and rags and anything she can. She races back and I apply pressure as I explain what happened to the 911 dispatcher. Dispatch sends an ambulance. Hannah stands back and watches for an ambulance. People continue to pass. People tip-toe around us to get into the restaurant. A pretty girl in her late 20s stops for a brief moment asking what happened. She walks away afterwards, only to come back and offer assistance again while batting her eyelashes at the selfless hero who's tending to the fallen homeless. I decline, and turn to Hannah for her :roll: reaction. The ambulance came and took him away. I asked the EMTs about the blood and they said not to worry.
After consulting my doctor this morning, I went in for some blood tests. We'll see if I contracted anything (doubtful), but all the tests set me back $60+.
I guess the point of the post is my disappointment in all these self-proclaimed hippies, these purveyors of good will and free love. None of them could give a shit that a homeless guy cracked open his skull at the entrance to a taqueria. They kept walking. The only one that stopped wouldÔÇÖve given me her phone number (on a blood-soaked piece of paper).
Story B: ThereÔÇÖs a parade called the St. Stupid Day parade. ItÔÇÖs a parade just for the sake of a parade. A demonstration of free love, free expression, and free thought. This parade happened to pass in front of my office last week. I came out and watched only to get yelled at. Hippies yelled at me. ÔÇ£Go back to work!ÔÇØ They shouted. What? Go back to work? How about ÔÇ£come join us?ÔÇØ How about that? Take your elitist, ignorant BS elsewhere hippies.
Story C: Burning Man. This is a favorite of mine. For those of you who dont know, Burning Man is a yearly art festival in the Nevada desert. People camp out for over a week, drink, do drugs, trade art (all on the barter system). There is no exchange of currency during the festival. Burners have decompression parties up to a month after the end of BM. These are parties where the recount stories from BM. Sounds amazing right? It would be, if people just called it a party in the desert. Burners rarely, if ever, call it that. This years theme was Green Man. They wanted to show the public how eco friendly a group of hippies could be. Start with the energy required to sustain 50,000 people in the middle of the fucking desert and top it off with the energy required to transport that much fuel out there youve got yourself a COMPLETELY inefficient city. One art display this year at Green Man was an explosion. It was described to me by a burner like this:
Burner: ÔÇ£It was amazing man. You felt the shockwave, and then the heatwave. They were totally distinct.ÔÇØ
Me: ÔÇ£How did they make the explosionÔÇØ
Burner: ÔÇ£They lit enough fuel to power the entire Bay Area for a whole minute!!!ÔÇØ
Me: ÔÇ£Sounds green to me!ÔÇØ
Then, I shit you not, the guy in tattered clothes with greasy hair left in his new Lexus SUV.
Another Burner explained the idealized society of BM to me. He told me the barter system is great. Everyone uses only what they need. Everyone shares. Everyone is happy. Free love. Right. <!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://tickets.burningman.com/">http://tickets.burningman.com/</a><!-- m --> How free is that shit? There are no homeless people there you moron. ThereÔÇÖs no economy to sustain. ThereÔÇÖs no drive to produce, only a need to rapidly consume limited resources. ItÔÇÖs no ideal society. ItÔÇÖs a rich personÔÇÖs dirty vacation. This burner drove away in his momÔÇÖs 2008 Ford Explorer.
Story D: Friends of HannahÔÇÖs roommates (Burners and hippies) have a land rover discovery. They take their perfectly good LRD and remove the engine, ship in a diesel engine from the UK, swap motors, and do a biodiesel conversion. Less than 1k later, they blow the motor. What would sane people do? Put in the old motor and call it a bust? These guys ordered a new fucking diesel from the UK. More dollars than sense.
Story E: In Santa Cruz, there are LOTS of homeless people. Sadly, a lot of these people choose to be homeless. You heard me right. They CHOOSE to be homeless. ItÔÇÖs a fucking fad. They sponge off of peoplesÔÇÖ generosity using precious limited resources that should be going to the people who donÔÇÖt have a choice. These people are AWFUL. They take from generous people, and when they get tired of it, they go back to their rich families.
I swear to you, I didnÔÇÖt make these people up. I didnÔÇÖt make these stories up.
So, whereÔÇÖs the real free love? WhereÔÇÖs the generosity? WhereÔÇÖs the compassion for others? Fuck them. Fuck the hippies. If these are the people that are hippies, I donÔÇÖt like them at all. They are wastes of space. They are trust fund babies that donÔÇÖt realize their privilege, and squander their talent and their parentsÔÇÖ wealth on drugs. They are morally reprehensible people who donÔÇÖt deserve any respect.
IÔÇÖm sure that there are plenty of great people in San Francisco that truly believe in the inherent worth and dignity of all people. ItÔÇÖs sad to say though, that IÔÇÖve seen more stupid poseurs that ride expensive fixed gears, donÔÇÖt shower because itÔÇÖs a fad, and judge others that donÔÇÖt look like theyÔÇÖre hippies.
Story A: So... yesterday, Hannah and I are standing in line for a burrito a couple blocks from my place and a homeless guy outside the place falls down and hits his head... hard. I ran outside. People continue walking by. His head is bleeding. People are still walking by. Blood is running onto the sidewalk. I call 911 and yell for Hannah to grab napkins and rags and anything she can. She races back and I apply pressure as I explain what happened to the 911 dispatcher. Dispatch sends an ambulance. Hannah stands back and watches for an ambulance. People continue to pass. People tip-toe around us to get into the restaurant. A pretty girl in her late 20s stops for a brief moment asking what happened. She walks away afterwards, only to come back and offer assistance again while batting her eyelashes at the selfless hero who's tending to the fallen homeless. I decline, and turn to Hannah for her :roll: reaction. The ambulance came and took him away. I asked the EMTs about the blood and they said not to worry.
After consulting my doctor this morning, I went in for some blood tests. We'll see if I contracted anything (doubtful), but all the tests set me back $60+.
I guess the point of the post is my disappointment in all these self-proclaimed hippies, these purveyors of good will and free love. None of them could give a shit that a homeless guy cracked open his skull at the entrance to a taqueria. They kept walking. The only one that stopped wouldÔÇÖve given me her phone number (on a blood-soaked piece of paper).
Story B: ThereÔÇÖs a parade called the St. Stupid Day parade. ItÔÇÖs a parade just for the sake of a parade. A demonstration of free love, free expression, and free thought. This parade happened to pass in front of my office last week. I came out and watched only to get yelled at. Hippies yelled at me. ÔÇ£Go back to work!ÔÇØ They shouted. What? Go back to work? How about ÔÇ£come join us?ÔÇØ How about that? Take your elitist, ignorant BS elsewhere hippies.
Story C: Burning Man. This is a favorite of mine. For those of you who dont know, Burning Man is a yearly art festival in the Nevada desert. People camp out for over a week, drink, do drugs, trade art (all on the barter system). There is no exchange of currency during the festival. Burners have decompression parties up to a month after the end of BM. These are parties where the recount stories from BM. Sounds amazing right? It would be, if people just called it a party in the desert. Burners rarely, if ever, call it that. This years theme was Green Man. They wanted to show the public how eco friendly a group of hippies could be. Start with the energy required to sustain 50,000 people in the middle of the fucking desert and top it off with the energy required to transport that much fuel out there youve got yourself a COMPLETELY inefficient city. One art display this year at Green Man was an explosion. It was described to me by a burner like this:
Burner: ÔÇ£It was amazing man. You felt the shockwave, and then the heatwave. They were totally distinct.ÔÇØ
Me: ÔÇ£How did they make the explosionÔÇØ
Burner: ÔÇ£They lit enough fuel to power the entire Bay Area for a whole minute!!!ÔÇØ
Me: ÔÇ£Sounds green to me!ÔÇØ
Then, I shit you not, the guy in tattered clothes with greasy hair left in his new Lexus SUV.
Another Burner explained the idealized society of BM to me. He told me the barter system is great. Everyone uses only what they need. Everyone shares. Everyone is happy. Free love. Right. <!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://tickets.burningman.com/">http://tickets.burningman.com/</a><!-- m --> How free is that shit? There are no homeless people there you moron. ThereÔÇÖs no economy to sustain. ThereÔÇÖs no drive to produce, only a need to rapidly consume limited resources. ItÔÇÖs no ideal society. ItÔÇÖs a rich personÔÇÖs dirty vacation. This burner drove away in his momÔÇÖs 2008 Ford Explorer.
Story D: Friends of HannahÔÇÖs roommates (Burners and hippies) have a land rover discovery. They take their perfectly good LRD and remove the engine, ship in a diesel engine from the UK, swap motors, and do a biodiesel conversion. Less than 1k later, they blow the motor. What would sane people do? Put in the old motor and call it a bust? These guys ordered a new fucking diesel from the UK. More dollars than sense.
Story E: In Santa Cruz, there are LOTS of homeless people. Sadly, a lot of these people choose to be homeless. You heard me right. They CHOOSE to be homeless. ItÔÇÖs a fucking fad. They sponge off of peoplesÔÇÖ generosity using precious limited resources that should be going to the people who donÔÇÖt have a choice. These people are AWFUL. They take from generous people, and when they get tired of it, they go back to their rich families.
I swear to you, I didnÔÇÖt make these people up. I didnÔÇÖt make these stories up.
So, whereÔÇÖs the real free love? WhereÔÇÖs the generosity? WhereÔÇÖs the compassion for others? Fuck them. Fuck the hippies. If these are the people that are hippies, I donÔÇÖt like them at all. They are wastes of space. They are trust fund babies that donÔÇÖt realize their privilege, and squander their talent and their parentsÔÇÖ wealth on drugs. They are morally reprehensible people who donÔÇÖt deserve any respect.
IÔÇÖm sure that there are plenty of great people in San Francisco that truly believe in the inherent worth and dignity of all people. ItÔÇÖs sad to say though, that IÔÇÖve seen more stupid poseurs that ride expensive fixed gears, donÔÇÖt shower because itÔÇÖs a fad, and judge others that donÔÇÖt look like theyÔÇÖre hippies.
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