Merry Chrimbus! Hopefully yesterday’s festivities were fulfilling for all and included at least a bit of riding. Okay, on with the show.
Meg Brennan is a dear friend of mine. She is a writer and a poet. She has never owned a car, instead choosing to ride a Nishiki she named Barbara Gordon.
After weeks of procrastinating, we finally sat down last weekend over a heroic ration of cab sauv to talk shop about vehicular cycling, rejecting gender binaries, naming your bicycle, the “Empowerment™” complex, and their various respective intersections within the urban cycling movement. We may have also talked a bit of smack on overzealous safety-patrollers, too.
Enjoy this first installment of a drunken podcast-styled conversation recorded at 4AM in my apartment one early Saturday morning.
Happy holidaze!
~RM
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Rebel Metropolis Bicycle ‘Drunk Cast’ : Volume 1 by Rebel Metropolis
Bikes and bikes and women on bikes.
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Photos courtesy Meg Brennan.
I stopped wearing a helmet because helmets get hot and uncomfortable here in Texas summer. Also, I think I in some way wearing helmets contributes to the incorrect perception of bicycling as an inherently dangerous activity.
We couldn’t agree with you more, Patrick. Helmets are good for rock-hopping, and downhill courses. They don’t serve much purpose for going grocery shopping other than to perpetuate the myth that bikes are somehow inherently dangerous. Thanks for your comment.