Showing posts with label the view from my bicycle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the view from my bicycle. Show all posts

Monday, August 30, 2010

The View from my Bicycle [COLUMN]


If you're reading this, you're in Heaven - by Nick van der Leek

Over the weekend I meant to do a running race at a venue I've never been to before, outside the city of Port Elizabeth. Uitenhage is a backwoods, industrial city that is really just a collection of massive auto-factories. Imagine giant sized car lots and buildings that look like massive shopping malls.

In any event, I couldn't find the 5km race but what I did find was another side to Port Elizabeth. An undulating sea of squatter camps, low quality suburban sprawl and grey, dusty squalor. It reminds me of something seen in the insect kingdom. A beehive would be a compliment. A termite's nest is closer, but even termite's live in cleaner, neater conditions. Everyone knows that around a termite mound there is nothing. Trees, bushes, blades of grass have been chewed or trampled until the area is simply coalesced mud occupied by a single species. This begs the question - where do these people find food? Because from the highway there's no other structure in sight. No shopping malls, no cinemas, no stadiums.

On my way back to Port Elizabeth I thought about my home in the suburb of Summerstrand. It's not Clifton, but it's the most in demand suburb to live, and if you don't live there, it's where people go for r&r, for surfing or riding bikes, or to run, or to walk the dog, or to take the family for a picnic.

I'm no longer a religious person, but I think the idea of Heaven is fairly innate in all of us. Few of us, even wealthy, sincere Christians, pause to consider that their situation, their circumstances, are Heavenly in comparison to the lot of the majority of citizens on this planet. Consider this:

- less than 1 billion of almost 7 billion people on the planet own cars
- 80% of humanity lives on less than $10 a day
- 24 000 people die each day from poverty
- Nearly a billion people entered the 21st century unable to read a book or sign their names
- Some 1.1 billion people in developing countries have inadequate access to water, and 2.6 billion lack basic sanitation.

If that's too much to consider or even imagine, then imagine this. Every second child in the world is living in poverty. That's hunger every day. That's being vulnerable to the predations of the poor, which include child rape, violence, abuse, disease and death.

The world's richest 20% of the population consume 76% of the world's resources. So here's how you know if you live in heaven:
- if you drive a car
- if you own a home
- if you go on family holidays each year
- if you have had your education, including college, paid for

You're in heaven. Appreciate it. Be generous, or at least consider those who are always on the outside looking in.

Consider the global priorities in spending in 1998

Global Priority $U.S. Billions

Cosmetics in the United States 8

Ice cream in Europe 11

Perfumes in Europe and the United States 12

Pet foods in Europe and the United States 17

Business entertainment in Japan 35

Cigarettes in Europe 50

Alcoholic drinks in Europe 105

Narcotics drugs in the world 400

Military spending in the world 780

And compare that to what was estimated as additional costs to achieve universal access to basic social services in all developing countries:

Global Priority $U.S. Billions

Basic education for all 6

Water and sanitation for all 9

Reproductive health for all women 12

Basic health and nutrition 13


Friday, March 20, 2009

Bikers beat up Cyclist: NHL836GP or NHL236GP - have you seen this license plate on a motor bike?

You may recall in my weekly column on Monday [The View from my Bicycle] I cited an attack on an old couple who were riding their bikes near the Cradle of Mankind (I was on the same road the same morning). I don't think it was very clever of the old guy to comment when one of the riders fell off his bike, but you do have to wonder how it then makes sense - someone is already hurt - to go and beat up this guy, and his wife. Three men beating up on an old man.

The police meanwhile were really helpful:
Die polisie het egter geweier om die Van Oudtshoorns sonder mediese verslae by te staan.
clipped from jv.news24.com

Drie motorfietsryers het ’n bejaarde fietsryer en sy vrou gister erg aangerand nadat die egpaar hulle oor hul jaery aangespreek het.

Mnr. Johan van Oudtshoorn (69) en sy vrou, Donna (60) was in die Wieg van die Mensdom, duskant die Sterkfonteingrotte, besig om fiets te ry toe ’n groep van sowat 15 motorfietsryers by hulle verbyjaag.

Een het kort voor ’n brug beheer oor sy fiets verloor en in ’n sloot beland.

Van Oudtshoorn, wat al lank oor motorfietsryers se gejaag kla, vertel hy het geen simpatie vir die beseerde ryer gehad nie.

“Ek het vir die groep gesê dis juis omdat hulle soos ’n klomp p*******e ry dat hulle hul so te pletter val. En toe het ons aangery.”

Sowat 4 km verder is die egpaar – wat al meer as 30 jaar fietsry – deur drie van die groep se motorfietsryers ingehaal en voorgekeer.

“Een het gesê: ‘Dít sal jou leer om lekker te kry oor ’n ou wat seergekry het.’ Hy het toe begin om my te stamp.”

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Monday, June 30, 2008

The View From My Bicycle (COLUMN)


The oil genie emerges

I watched a movie on Friday - Kung Fu Panda. It features an overweight Panda (an endangered species)voiced by Jack Black that becomes the 'Dragon Warrior', the most dangerous and feared warrior in the world.

Tai Lung: You... you're just a big... fat... panda!
Po: I'm not a big fat panda. I'm *the* big fat panda.

The Panda loses no weight in achieving this feat of skill - it achieves glory thanks to legend and 'believing in himself' and some incidental practise over a short period of time. This 'wishful thinking' is the seat of our delusion as society. That by believing something (in the spiritual theme of 'The Secret'), we can be something, we can get 'something for nothing'. No effort or real change is actually necessary. Easy huh?

Po: Legend tells of a legendary warrior whose kung fu skills were the stuff of legend.
The movie also stars the voices of Angelina Jolie, Lucy Liu and Dustin Hoffman.

I enjoyed the movie. The mournful touches of oriental music struck a strange cord in me, one that made me feel tearful...in the sense of saying goodbye to childhood, to innocence, to life itself.

While lounging in the sun over breakfast this morning, I discussed, among other things, the cultural schizophrenia of our time. The two men I breakfasted with had just completed a pat-on-the-back session about how to trick the opposite sex into liking you. Yes, it is a game, but I am sickened by manipulative and delusional behaviour, because society is rife with it. One of the guys asked me if the world ever didn't suffer from cultural schizophrenia. I realised again that so many people are still so far away from even beginning to think about energy and all the rest. What matters is playing the role of prince of the city, having the right car, and clothes, and job, and accumulating a series of experiences that boost the ego... There is no doubt that the disconnect between reality and the reigning societal mindset has never been more chronic than it is now, and probably will never reach this level again.

In 2 weeks, Dark Knight hits cinemas, a movie that starred the late Heath ledger, in the role of the Joker. The role - and its madness - arguably cost him his life. And the Joker in Dark Knight sums up the future in these three words:
Why So Serious?
There is probably not a diametrically opposite movie to Dark Knight than Kung Fu Panda. Dark Knight is dark, serious, gritty and real. Director Nolan has gone out of his way to show a superhero that has no special powers, and part of this effort has been a minimal use of special effects. Because Batman is real. Cuddly Kung Fu Panda is something like the Joker, except not murderous, nor prickly, nor mad.

From my bicycle, I see Dark Knight movie posters and I cannot think of a more appropriate movie (or even name for a movie) to usher us towards 2009/2010 and beyond. Mark my words, the next weeks and months will present us all with a reality check. We are likely to see vast swathes of value wiped off the world's stock exchanges. This may happen as soon as August, but we are certainly very close to some radical changes, and of course, we're already experiencing the first in a series of these (starting this Wednesday, and on and on and on...).

Africa is also increasingly becoming the setting for a battle between China and the USA (see below). In 10 years, both the USA and China will be importing more oil from the Gulf of Guinea (a coup in Guinea has been prevented recently, orchestrated by western powers) and Angola respectively. But when shortages take effect, the USA will not be pussyfooting around China, and a direct engagement with a major power (and both are nuclear powers) will be a virtual certainty.

As such, our position here in South Africa, at the ass-end of Africa, is becoming of increasing significance globally. Where will we stand if called upon to take a stand? Chinese nationals have recently been offered BEE status. Will South Africa become an agent of the Chinese, or the USA? Where will we stand? Because of the position Mbeki and other leaders have held for so long on Zimbabwe (Mugabe has not wasted an opportunity to express their hatred of colonising powers like Britain and America) I believe SA, and most of Africa, will stand with China. As such, the continent will burn in the crossfire.

Harvey Dent: The night is darkest just before the dawn. And I promise you, the dawn is coming!

I am also increasingly of the opinion that going into this Long Emergency Phase alone is not ideal. Better to be married or part of a community. Now though is not the best time to take young children into the theatre, but learning to take care of our children may remind us of how precious life is as we go into a period where many will be lost. The pressure is on, and the gauge of that pressure is an oil price that is now like a genie with its head out of the bottle. When we hit $150, probably by no later than Christmas, the oil genie will begin to operate all the tipping points upon which civilisation as we know it, turns.

We can prepare mentally, physically and spiritually in the mean time. Or we can enjoy the wee hours of the morning, while the party is still in full swing. Either behaviour, it seems to me, makes equal sense.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

The View From My Bicycle (COLUMN)


It wasn't long after the year of Big Brother, 1984, that I got my first computer - a ZX Spectrum. It looked like an oversized calculator, not much bigger or different looking than the modern Blackberry. It had the same thing where you had to type one key three times to get from a to c. The thrill wore off pretty quickly, and I transitioned from there to the Commodore 64. It basically looked like a keyboard on steroids. I had a lot of fun on Steroids...er...the commodore, and played some super games, including Revenge of the Mutant Ninja Camels. It was an early faceoff between Atari gaming and computing power, and computers won. I still do not believe Xbox, playstation AND WII will ultimately win the game platform thing...

Anyway, going into high school I remember reading some of Microsoft's very first books...instructions on BASIC (a computer programming language) and HTML...and I remember spending an entire weekend programming code that was supposed to render as a ball bouncing across the screen. And it didn't work. I went back and checked every single digit, every space, everything. Still wouldn't render. Went back again and again and again...and ultimately...it defeated me. I chucked computers for about 5 years - the fact that the family wanted to watch TV (the TV was my monitor) didn't help...and so what started off as a huge headstart on my peers in school didn't really materialise.

I sort of made a mini comeback by zooting off to the most wired country in the world, where I started blogging. At that stage the word was virtually unknown in SA, and people were likely to confuse it with the word 'gob'. "Oh, you've started gobbing....you mean when you go jogging..."
And jogging had a lot to do with blogging. I actually started blogging on a social network called Beginner Triathlete,and then decided I wanted to record my Ironman journey (the workouts, the heart rates, etc) in my own space.

It may sound arrogance and even conceited, but Bill Gates and I have something in common which is more interesting than anything else - it's certainly not something to trumpet about too loudly:
"People in the computer world saw that he was a derivative, that there (were) other trailblazers before him," Rivlin said. "Microsoft's great gift, his great gift, was that he was a great imitator."
I am the same in the sense that I see something and want to use it in my own movie. So I'm not as strictly creative as I seem, but that said, I'm a damn sight more creative than the average person who thinks they have creative talent. That's my humble opinion.

Shakespeare, by the way, is the same. Much of his inspiration came from plagiarising other stuff. You can say that makes Shakespeare a fraud - I say the magic is in the mix, and if you can't render something in the best way, what is wrong with someone who takes your idea further and does that. This happened with Superman - whose inventors lost faith in the franchise and died penniless - meanwhile...the franchise has roared forth making buckets of frothing cash.

And so here we are, post Matrix, post 9/11, post atom bombs, living in a time that is so far beyond normal it's disturbing. The View From My Bicycle is of a world with a lot of potential to love and embrace and sparkle. Unfortunately, the great gloom of our ignorance make our collective prospects rather grim. I wish I could wave a magic wand and show how and why we will find ourselves at $500 oil in just a few years. But you know, I taught high school kids, impressionable kids, economics and even 16 year olds didn't want to accept the possibility of $100. I preached the gospel of $100 oil at the end of 2006. If I had been taken seriously then, perhaps some lunch money could have been set aside...yeah right. I don't bullshit myself that it makes much of a difference either way.

I do believe the most important thing is for the world's population to begin to prepare psychologically for some difficult times. We can train our bodies, and our minds, and initative collective adaptation - even if it is much further down the road.
In the meantime, the best way to take care of ourselves is by beginning to think of ways to take care of others. And a great way to start is by spending less time inputting ourselves and our attention spans into machines (TV, cellphones, computers, DVD players, movies and all the rest) and investing in more one on one time first with ourselves, and once we can pull that off, and then by turning our bleary eyed focus on our fellow shipmates. We are about to become children in a Peter Pan fairy tale that involves Captain Hook, crocodiles, and our ships tossed by stormy seas...

Oh and by the way, my 'Oil' story is currently ranked number 1 on Ohmynews, with the 'Climate' having just entered the top ten.

Monday, June 02, 2008

The View From My Bicycle (Column from my Daily Planet, introduced 2008, updated Mondays)

The Bicycling Profession (this is something I originally wrote for Bicycling Magazine, and the editor said he fond it sort've a fable, sort've hard reporting and so needed to sniff at it some more).

Our lives have become fiercely competitive and fiercely co-operative, but bicycling helps us find balance and connection

Energy efficiency is fast-becoming a cliché not only in South Africa, but also in many other countries. High fuel, food and electricity prices impact on everyone. The bicycle presents a unique solution, but perhaps even more, teaches with maximum fluency the mindset of efficiency. Save your energy, weigh less, share in your efforts, work together, and by working together, everyone benefits.

Perhaps the most vital attribute a cyclist needs to have is – wait-for-it – slimness. At a time when energy costs especially are forcing companies and individuals to be as efficient as they can be, carrying unnecessary fat and burning unnecessary fuel is a big no-no. Slimness allows for efficiency and important, quick adaptation, flexibility and rapid response to a changing scenario. In car terms it’s a Yaris and a Hummer racing one another for the nearest petrol station in peak hour traffic. Being lightweight allows for easier movement, better overall health and a reduced risk of injury notwithstanding the effects of gravity and entropy.


Coherent, Cohesive Intelligence


But one of the biggest sins in cycling (beyond obesity) is being a hothead that sprints foolishly ahead of the bunch; wasting precious endowments of glucose and getting nowhere. In this sense, tact and intelligence are vital. Pure strength, technology on its own, lightness, all the ingredients on their own are not enough to guarantee a good ride. They must be integrated into a coherent system, a program (both in terms of training and how these sessions are employed towards effective racing performances).


All By Myself


Naturally of course there are riders who rebel against the herd instinct. They don’t want to conform, they want to rebel. Every rider feels this at some stage. There is a compulsion be an individual, to indulge in what one wants when one wants it. It’s the consumer-mindset. The heaviest rider in a bunch will shoot ahead of the pack on a downhill…why not allow himself to get ahead, and build momentum for the next uphill? A light rider might find the pace up the steepest section far too slow. Sooner or later those initial gains are countered by working alone against the wind. An alliance with other individuals sometimes (rarely) pays off. The place for individual effort is just before the finish line. So cycling involves the strategic use of a collective co-operative effort. In the working world and even at home, teamwork and co-operation will benefit both the individual and community.

Specialized

Our highly specialized vocations allow us to do one thing, while someone else does something else important, and so almost no time is needed to put food on the table – this is a modern co-operative innovation that took agrarian societies millennia to realize. Living in villages connected to other villages by roads is another trick unique to modern society that we take for granted, yet without the company of others the sukkel for food and basic necessities would dominate our days. In cycling, staying in the group has profound benefits. Ask anyone who has labored alone on the long road against the wind, having to deal with cramps, punctures and other mishaps all by himself.

Natural Instinct


To see the co-operation of cyclists in action is to see something beautiful. On the first loop of the OFM (on the Thaba Nchu road) colorful flotillas of synchronicity SSSSHHHHHHIISSHHH by one another on opposite sides of the highway. Each large group is essentially its own organism, a cyclopede of wheels and legs. The message is obvious: if consumers and surburbanites realize they are part of a larger organism, like cyclists in a peloton, the entire system becomes more functionally efficient.

Short Term Contracts (like Renting or Car Hire)

While even the everyday rider will experience fierce competitiveness of other riders, for the bulk of a race the imperative to co-operate is even fiercer. Riders will often book a place in a line and curse and spit, prod and push when their ‘spot’ is taken by someone else. Riders who have never seen each other before suddenly work together, talking to each other, shouting and swearing if co-operation isn’t adequately rendered. It’s essentially a short-term scenario of close co-operation for an anonymous crowd of individuals. All they have in common is a common destination and whirring wheels between their hamstrings. But once again the benefits in terms of energy saving are real.

We All Sing Together


Perhaps cycling’s greatest lesson is that it instills a very real sense of community amongst its members. The rider needs to depend and be very aware of those around him or her, and must also realize others are depending on there being a co-operative effort too. If a surbanite builds high walls and instills the best alarm system, but a neighbor does not, the surbanite is just as vulnerable as the neighbor. To apply a cyclist’s co-operative strategy to this case: a neighborhood watch paid for by the community it protects benefits everyone. The wealthy helping out the poor benefit the entire community. Cycling uniquely places the teenager, the strong 20-something, and the old Oom in the same group, and allows them the opportunity to challenge, co-operate and compete.

Gearing and Leverage

Gearing and leveraging on a bicycle is something like compound interest. Over a period of time, the effects (and possible benefits) are significant. Cycling is one of the most technically complex sports. There are many factors to consider besides how to function in a rapidly changing peloton. There is aerodynamics, engineering (position and angle of saddle relative to the pedals), work rate (cadence) and also gearing. Gearing also has to do with efficiency, but when gearing is used more specifically to enhance leverage, well, then efficiency is no longer the priority, power is. Someone said: “Give me a long enough stick and I can move the world.” Leveraging gears and muscles – which implies an intimate understanding of oneself and one’s machine – will mean the difference between winning the sprint, or staying in touch with a group of stronger riders, as opposed to the worst case: being dropped. The same concept can be applied to leveraging one’s savings into investments, including into property. It may seem like a gray area, an insignificant cloud of subtlety, but small refinements here have powerful long term effects.

All or Nothing Competition

Cycling is not just about “Good morning Sport, after you.” It happens to be also fiercely competitive. The competitive nature of cycling is often under-estimated. The ongoing doping scandals at the Tour de France demonstrate to what extent the Professionals are reluctant to give up even an illegal advantage. But even amateurs risk life and limb simply to hang on to a bunch, even if it means finishing a race nowhere near the podium. In a Carnival City race an older rider was so close to my wheel that he fell when I moved to a better slipstreaming position. Just before this I’d observed: “Why is everyone so quiet; why is everyone so serious.” Everyone was concentrating hard at 65km in the B bunch. Older riders were doing their best to hang with the stronger guys, but a constant erosion was taking place. The will to remain in contention, even if that simply meant staying with the bunch, is powerful. The Argus is filled with thousands of average riders compelled to be as competitive as they can be on one day in March.

Information Overload

More than any other sport, the information from a heart rate monitor, cadence meter and speedometer on a bicycle can be overwhelming. There are Watts to consider, average speed, average heart rate, cadence, and the powerful impacts of wind and altitude. All athletes have to be savvy in terms of technological innovations. Which light, aerodynamic materials? Which nutrients and when? Devices that accurately record progress. Efficiencies can be fine-tuned by measuring and responding to changes in performance. A good rider knows which levels of exertion to apply in training and racing.

Pyschology

Bicycling inculcates a valuable sense of balance in the individual, which brings us back to the bicycling mindset.

The basics of cycling involve ups and downs, inevitably punctures and breakdowns – and how to get over these with minimum strain and maximum enjoyment. How to fly without falling? Isn’t this what life is all about? Cycling well means balancing a host of important psychological skills: anticipation, using and conserving momentum, executing strategy and most important – developing a thriving economy, whatever the energy constraints may be.

While Lance may have inspired millions to ride their bikes, it’s also true that cycling’s time has come. In the same way that the world has become smaller and flatter thanks to the internet and cheap air tickets, the world has never been more intricate or fast paced. The only way to stay in touch with these changes is on your bicycle.