The sun came up today, and yesterday – so, yes the world has not ended. Yesterday, I had to get out, even though it was a little gloomy in the morning, skies cleared by noon and I managed to squeeze in a bike ride.
I rode past a mosque – I was not afraid
I rode through immigrant rich Chatswood – I felt no urge to build a wall
I rode past a WW1/2 memorial – I felt no desire to stop and insult the mothers of the fallen soldiers
I spotted a woman in a head scarf – she seemed harmless
I hopped a train to avoid rush hour traffic – there were some pretty girls on the train – I felt no obligation to make rude comments, eat tic-tacs, much less grab any part them.
My bike was made in Taiwan, with components from Italy. The phone in pocket was from an American company but made in China. My jersey was made in Malaysia. My shoes were made in China while my pedals were made in the good old USA.
I had a nice ride and best I could tell, my bike and all it’s varying components were quite happy as well.
Oh yeah, thank you to west coast for the voting results.
And thank you America where more people voted for HRC than any other candidate.
I feel better now, as does my multicultural bicycle, peace,