Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Days 4 and 5; and, George Allen, Jew?

So my bike tire blew up on Monday. I rode into NCSU about noon, and when I left to go home and grade papers, my back tire was flat. Worse, it wouldn't re-inflate. Fortunately, the TTA buses have a bike rack (about the only thing around here that accommodates bicyclists), and I was able to take my bike back to the shop in Cary. I yet again had trouble finding somewhere to put my bike, since the shop didn't have a bike rack.

I'll repeat that statement so the hilarity can sink in: the bike shop didn't have a bike rack.

Anyway, the folks at the shop told me that the tube in the back tire had blown, and I needed a new one. I get it back today. Fortunately, I didn't really need it yesterday; I got a ride to the call center in North Raleigh, and I rode the bus in to work both yesterday and today. So that's the latest in that department.

Also, I want to make this comment. If you were goyish and had a Jewish grandfather, when in life do you think you would find out? Childhood? High school? Furthermore, if your grandfather were a resistance fighter who spent time in a Nazi concentration camp, when would you find out? At age 20? 30? Or... 54?

I find it hard to believe that Sen. Allen just found out who his own grandfather was. If this is true, I blame Allen's mother for hiding it, not Allen. I do, however, blame Allen for responding to a reporter's question about the matter as "making aspersions about people." Dude, having a Jewish war hero as a grandfather is not an aspersion.

1 comment:

Mike said...

The hilarity sank in the first time, and it became more hilarious the second time, so to further the humor I will repeat it a third time in the form of an incredulous question: the BIKE shop didn't have a BIKE rack?!?! (You can sense the incredulity through the overuse of punctuation.)

That's kind of amazing about Allen. The "aspersions" response is a tad unnerving, though obviously given Allen's base he doesn't want to appear non-right-wing-Christian.

On an unrelated note, I'm beginning to wonder whether my anger at political pandering should be directed at the politicians for doing it, or at the people for buying it.