Just back from a long bike ride – approximately 35 miles. For some, that isn't too long, but it is for me. It took a little over two hours. I usually ride alone. This promotes a lot of mind-wandering introspection. All the usual brain traffic disengages and thoughts float along. The solutions to various problems often present themselves. There are those who will tell you that the bicycle is ...
The Wall Street Journal noticed me not long ago. My book was one of five described in a Journal overview of new titles that "help untangle the mysterious popularity of conspiracy theories." The only bad publicity, they say, is no publicity, and I suppose there is some truth to that. There was an unmistakable jump in sales right after the WSJ item appeared. But the article, written by ...
My favorite cycling socks are those of the Soviet Olympic Cycling team. I’ve got a pair: they are blood red, with a bold yellow hammer and sickle on each side. All these years after the fall of the Soviet Union, this once-powerful symbol no longer provokes the response it used to. In fact, I have worn these Commie bike socks and actually had people—educated adults, mind you—ask me what, if ...