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Dove vs Hawk II

While not as heady and high-flying as my first email encounter with a hawk, this one is perhaps more informative as to why so much of mainstream America still (grudgingly) supports war.

On Friday, February 21st, I exchanged several emails with "Sarah" an eager interlocutor who contacted me via my website. Below is the corrispondence. I think it's highly illuminating as to the mindset of some people regarding upcoming war. Though it's possible I was being trolled, I doubt it, as she still sends the occasional note.

Her first email simply asked "what's up with the Anti-War position." I responded in good faith with my general anti-war pitch and the following discussion insued.

These emails have been pulled off at "Sarah's" request. She thought I was making her out to be a fool. While that wasn't really my direct intent, I could see how she might get that impression.

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Trips

Trips in Space and Time 8/02/03

Big Wheels in Berkeley
I scored a set of west-coast wheels today at the Ashby BART station flea market. It's a very tall schwinn road bike, black, deceptively heavy but smooth-riding. Thirty-five dollars to boot. I oiled and cleaned the works, dialed in the bakes and took it out for a shake-down cruise immediately. Nice riding on a beautiful saturday, realizing how out of shape I am as I wheezed my way though the hilly area behind the Berkeley campus.

After about an hour I started to get the swing of it. Made some minor mechanical adjustments (including a free wheel truing at the bike collective on Shattuck), drank a few liters of water and started finding my groove, cruising up and around and ending up with a beautiful view of the whole bay. The roads here are not kind to the speed inclined -- too many stop signs and crosswalks and lights -- but it was good to get out and proj for a while. This changes my summer dramatically.

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