It has to start somewhere. It has to start sometime. What better place than here? What better time than now?
From: The Ethnic
Spotted on a road bike outside a bar in the hood.
I saw a kid walking his bike across the street the other day. You know you’re really hard when you use the crosswalk. Like a man.
He looked like a proper fixie kid. Girl pants. Converse lows. Sweater out of a dumpster. No helmet. Bitch ass pair of sunglasses. Messenger bag even though he can’t even spell messenger. Hoodless style with the cheater brake levers up by the stem. A few spoke cards in the rear wheel. Twenty dollar gift certificate for Starbucks no doubt. And platform pedals. Not even running the baskets. Must be afraid of commitment.
As I sat watching this at a red light I noticed something. His rear wheel was turning and his cranks were not.
This fucking douche is running a freewheel. He is the epitome of “one less fixie”. He’s going against the grain. He’s swimming upstream instead of down. He is the reed which refuses to bend with the wind. He is a hero. Yeah right. He’s a fucking Gap commercial. What’s the next “must have” accessory, fucking vampire teeth?
Jesus titty fucking Christ… when is this shit going to finally stop.by