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Hello people of Halifax. I hope you are having a great day, unless you are the person who stole my bike last night. Let’s back it up actually. Not only did you steal my bike, but you actually went to the trouble of removing the pole that was firmly in the ground so you could steal the bike. Did you take the nice time to scope it out and see I had not been on it in a few days? To my horrible fault I have anxiety and did not want to be on the road when I felt worked up. A true crime of course. Thank you for considering that my roommates did not want a bike in the apartment and I had nowhere else to put it. And thank you for being so nice and assuming that a bike locked to a pole was yours to take. I mean, duh, we all learned that motto at one point or another. Sadly I am a good person so I won’t wish that karma takes its hands out on you. At the same time I would not be sad if it did. Thanks for being a quality HRM citizen. —I hate people
This article appears in Jul 9-15, 2015.
Well, don’t leave shit out and it won’t be stolen…
Fuck off with your “anxiety” issues, that has nothing thing to do with why your bike was stolen.
A PHILOSOPHICALLY INTERESTING BITCH
This bitch is philosophically interesting since it presupposes a particular concept of identity. What is that concept? It is the concept of identity articulated in terms of one’s possessions but is that concept foundational in the sense that who one is can legitimately be reduced to what one owns? Are there not other factors – one thinks of one’s moral principles, the quality of one’s mind and so on – which should take precedence?
One would think so but our culture is materialistic all the way down. Those who maintain that one’s moral principles, the quality of one’s mind and so on should be the foundation of one’s identity are viewed minimally as odd and maximally as just crazy. We live to consume and what we consume is property, the cornerstone of our materialistic philosophy. Remember that the American constitution originally read, “Life, liberty and the pursuit of property.” The question, of course, is can that materialistic philosophy be changed?
Probably not but now, after this brief analysis, we can see why we feel so badly when our property – even in the case of one’s bike – is ripped off. The theft has invaded our sense of identity, of who we are. We have become diminished.
Thank you very much.
Your room mates have a say over what you can keep in your bedroom that you pay for? You need new room mates to go with that new bike you’ll be getting.
Regular sexual activity will relieve that angst. Unless, of course, you get anxious about having a sexual encounter ….. then, you’re fucked.
Built a frame and raise your bed 6 feet off the floor, put a hammock and your bike underneath the bed. That’s what my sib did back in the 1970s when forced with living in a small space.
Would that have been in India?
some dude came into our gated back yard and stole my bfs bike last summer…