Terminations

A beautiful weekend in which I sat in Dolores Park under the blazing sun with 5,000 of the best looking people I can ever remember assembling in San Francisco (they were mostly not Americans… big surprise!) to see the World Cup final, climaxing in the strangest act by a sports star in his last-ever big stage appearance you can imagine (French superstar Zidane turning and viciously head-butting an Italian defender to the ground). As usual, the termination of this awesome tournament was a bit disappointing. Both teams had some good chances but the game felt flat to me. Maybe because I was watching amidst a very distracting crowd, far from the screen. Here’s a couple of photos of the crowd in Dolores watching on a big screen (sorry, didn’t quite capture any of the many stunningly gorgeous women and men who kept walking in front of me!).

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Alex Foti interviews me!

It’s another July 4, the worst holiday of the year, but at least it is a holiday! Went off to see Italy beat Germany and they did, beautifully, but not until the very end of overtime… quite a gripping match. Then I peeked in on this year’s installment of the SF Mime Troupe, but saw only a bit in the middle of the show, so can’t really review it. It’s always an excercise in masochism for me… so I skipped out not long after getting there.

Recently I put an email interview I did with Alex Foti on this blog. Now I’m putting up a reciprocal interview he did with me, also by email. I figure it’s probably somewhat interesting for people interested in these histories and these topics…

Alex Foti: Your name in Italy is linked to “CRITICAL MASS. L’uso sovversivo della bicicletta” which hit the bookstores three years ago, as Critical Mass was becoming a huge factor in Milano’s city polity. Please tell us how you became the initator of the largest 2-wheel no-oil movement of the world.

Chris Carlsson: I don’t think any individual can claim to be the “initiator” of anything like Critical Mass. Sure, I was there at the beginning, and had the good luck to be one of the first people to suggest that we all “ride home together” once a month. But like most good ideas, it merely said out-loud what was already in everyone’s head. The fact that it spread so far and wide “on its own” proves the point. How many dozens or hundreds of people have made Critical Mass happen in other cities across the planet? Most of them were inspired by something they heard about happening somewhere else, but only because the basic idea of bicyclists gathering in numbers and displacing cars while having a great time rolling through the urban environment makes obvious sense…

AF: How is Critical Mass in San Francisco these days? Please let us know some of its recent developments.

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The Yellow Sign of our Irony Problem

I had a great time at Critical Mass last night, as usual. Probably over 2000 riders, great weather, a lovely evening. The ride broke up into a bunch of smaller clots after an ill-advised loopback through the Broadway Tunnel, which also led to some tense interactions with a drunk idiot at Broadway and Polk who decided to try to enforce his idea of traffic control by threatening bicyclists and pushing some off their bikes. Not altogether unusual, but never much fun… anyway, the highlight of my evening was at the beginning, when I came upon some folks who said they’re from Ritual cafe, and they were sporting these funny send-ups of the “Bicycling Against Oil Wars” signs that I’ve been distributing for the past two or three years… First the original, in case you don’t know what I’m talking about:

Check these out:

and one I didn’t see until I got home and looked at my photos is blurrily visible on this woman’s handlebars:

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