I remember being an idealistic kid/teenager and putting faith in the shit I picked up in civics and social studies classes. Money ruins everything.
Just look at this pants-shitting reaction to Boston:
Dear TD Five Boro Bike Tour Rider:As the 36th TD Five Boro Bike Tour approaches, our thoughts and prayers are with the people of Boston as they recover from the terrible events of April 15, 2013.The number one priority of the TD Five Boro Bike Tour has always been and will always be the safety and security of our riders, volunteers and spectators. We have been working closely with City, State and Federal agencies to ensure that all necessary security measures are in place for the 36th Annual Tour on Sunday, May 5.
As part of this security plan, you are not permitted to bring the following:
- Saddlebags/panniers (front and rear)
- Hydration packsYou are permitted to bring the following:
- Water bottles
- Fanny packs (small waist packs)
- Small bike frame bags (under seat and handlebar bags)There will be checkpoints along the route to ensure compliance with these new regulations and confiscated items will not be returned.Please be advised that this year’s Finish Festival at Fort Wadsworth in Staten Island will be strictly limited to registered Tour riders and will not be open to family and friends of participants or the general public.For more information about the security of the 36th TD Five Boro Bike Tour on May 5, please visit www.bikenewyork.org/security.On behalf of everyone at Bike New York and our government agency partners, we wish you and all 32,000 riders a safe and fun-filled bike tour. We appreciate your cooperation.Sincerely,Ken PodzibaPresident/CEO
Added: 18 kids are dead. 18. Eighteen. Kindergartners. “Currently, at least one entire classroom of children and teachers is “missing.””
But, y'know, guns had nooooothing to do with this. Nothing at all! Don't you dare mention it and politicize this tragedy that our lobbyists are working hard to help us forget by next week! Don't you love your country? Why don't you jump on the team and come in for the Big Win?
I like this song. It strikes me as a frustrated admission of failure–which probably says more about me than the song itself, which is composed of just a few words.