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The Passage of a Few People Through a Rather Brief Moment in Time #160 - Crazy Eights


One or more persons during a certain period drop their usual motives
for movement and action, their relations, their work and leisure activities,
and let themselves be drawn by the attractions of the terrain and the
encounters they find there.

It's a bike ride.

Started by user nathansnider and user theroyalacademy.

It meets every Wednesday at 8:30pm
at California Donuts #21.
We ride at 9pm.
We'll endeavor to return before the last red line trains (around midnight).

On this bike ride, you might expect:
- inconvenient passageways
- oblique strategies
- Oulipian constraints
- disorientation
- reorientation
- "cover" versions of other people's rides, performed with amateurish enthusiasm
- amateurish enthusiasm
- pool halls
- bowling alleys
- karaoke
- geocaching
- full moon picnics
- traffic median tea parties
- rivers that no longer exist
- smell tourism
- Couchwick v2.0

- usually 20-35 miles
- usually some hills
- a medium pace (probably not for beginners; certainly not a hustle)
- few stops, short stops
- but we're not in a rush; we don't need to run every light
- victory donuts!


This week:

Crazy Eights

There's been a lot of talk lately about chicken. Specifically, homophobic chicken.
Or, at least, chicken sold by people who want to deny homosexuals some pretty
basic rights. We can't really comment on the chickens' attitudes. Chickens
actually seem pretty open-minded, all in all. But the chicken sandwich peddlers?
Not so much.

And the connection between chicken and bigotry could be kinda funny if it
weren't all so sad. Indeed, it is the nature of bigotry to be both sad and absurd.
Crazy even. Though it often must define its other as crazy. Which bring us,
conveniently, to the point. For while it may also seem absurd, there is also a
connection between bigotry and that childhood card game Crazy Eights.

The game, in which players attempt to be the first get rid of their entire hand by
either matching the suit or numerical value of the top card in the discard pile or
playing an eight, is named after the defunct military statute known as Section 8.
This was the provision by which "mentally unstable" soldiers were dismissed,
dishonorably and without benefits. Crazy eights. And, sadly, this was the
provision by which many homosexual servicemen were dismissed and denied
benefits. Dishonorable indeed.

But what does any of this have to do with riding bikes? Perhaps not too much.
Except that it is 8/8 today and we will be riding bikes. And everyone is of course
invited (encouraged!) to join in, gay or straight or bi or whatever.

Leave the chicken at home.

(30ish miles; reasonably flat; BYO deck of cards)


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Certain shifting angles,
certain receding perspectives.

Posted by theroyalacademy