Bike March 27, 2020/24 Comments/in Uncategorized /by Colin McGinn To:David McGinn Details Slideshow IMG_0244.JPEG (204 KB) Sent from my iPhone 1 Attached Images 0 0 Colin McGinn Colin McGinn2020-03-27 16:28:402020-03-27 16:28:40Bike
Something to cheer us all up!
The philosophy of motorcycling: you are safer moving than standing still.
“Standing still” is perhaps the better counsel these days. Was there a photo attached to your, “Bike” Post? When I click on it, all I get is a full-length page of indecipherables (man, that’s a weird plural) . Probably a problem on my end–I use a very old computer.
It’s a photo of me on my Harley. It comes up on my computer so I suppose the problem must be with yours. I can now make the following quip: I’m thinking of joining the Hell’s Angels–one meets a better class of person there (as compared with the American philosophy profession).
Hope you are faring well under social distancing, sir. I don’t know about you, but for me it’s largely being told to do something I already do with gusto anyway (only being a little facetious). There are some minor inconveniences. I have enjoyed reading your recent spate of essays. Do keep them coming!
I know what you mean: is six feet really enough? Still, there are people I’d like to see but can’t under the current stipulations. I’m coughing up essays.
I wonder what a Hell’s Angel’s interview process of a Harley-riding philosopher might look like—something out of a Monty Python sketch. I envision you parrying their intrusively probing and suspicious interrogative questioning with the utmost aplomb, but ultimately rejecting your application—too many philosophers already in the club.
I think it would be more that they simply couldn’t believe there is such a thing as a paid philosopher.
Speaking of Hell’s Angels. Have you seen this? A humorous television encounter between Hunter S. Thompson and a Hell’s Angel on CBC circa 1967: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ccyu44rsaZo
Our Governor of Florida seems a fairly articulate man ( for a Trump supporter), but I despise him nonetheless. This new edict of his today of a state-wide lock-down I know not quite to make of. What think you?
I need to hear the details.
The new guidelines would appear to permit motorcycling and kite surfing as “recreational activities”. Allowing religious services is sheer madness.
Religious services are banned, insofar as they were conventionally conducted. It is, perhaps, overly-mordant to suggest that this is doubly a good thing —-slowing the spread of two viruses. Relatively self-isolating pursuits such as motorcycling and kite surfing ought certainly to be allowed. We might yet, however, (if the more dire forecasts are to be believed) be reduced to masturbation as the last recourse of ” recreational activity”.
I don’t know how they plan to conduct those services without people congregating somehow. We are all Robinson Crusoe now.
Check out, “Tennis Channel Live”, every week-day from twelve to three. Lots of interesting live interviews of players past and present. Who knew that Andy Roddick was so articulate and insightful (even if still a little frenetic). Great retrospectives also on the careers of such players as Ashe, Navratilova, Becker, McEnroe…But nothing yet on Ivan Lendle—he seems never to get a fair assessment. Vitas Gueralitus, on the other hand, was loved by everyone, not least because of his rollicking, partying life-style off the court (as well as on). In one of his interviews before again playing Jimmy Connors (whom he had never beaten), he wryly remarked that, “…no one beats Vitas Gueralitus fifteen times in a row.” That said, “Live” tennis chit-chat is no substitute for a live ferociously hit back-hand down the line.
I just discovered that I am not even allowed to hit balls against the tennis wall at the Biltmore, so that’s it for me. How will I survive? My tennis friends are all miserable. I am reduced to hitting golf balls into a net in my yard. Still have the bike though.
At least you have a yard. I’m reduced to a patio—picking fleas off my cat. Properly inebriated, however, we seem neither of us not too much to mind it.
It gives me an opportunity to practice my social distancing skills. I’m looking forward to using my trampoline this afternoon. The other day I did an online singing lesson, mainly working on the Conway Twitty song “It’s only make believe”. This morning I’ll write some philosophy. Motor bike in the late afternoon. So not a complete dead loss.
Never would have guessed that Conway Twitty had read Quine on the philosophy of belief! That said, I’m convinced that not even on Twin-Earth is anyone’s name, “Conway Twitty”. .
It is remarkable–and obviously he felt no need to change it. Fine singer, though.
Hadn’t seen, “A Hard Day’s Night”, in decades. I was prepared to find it a bit dated ,but it still holds up. Brought more than one smile in these unhappy times. An exuberantly young Phil Collins, later of, “Genesis”, was captured in one of the audience shots.
I happened to re-watch Monty Python’s “Life of Brian” and was greatly amused by Michael Palin’s simpering utterance of “Crucifixion?” as the unfortunates filed through, followed by “On your left, one cross each”.
Palin was always the better part of the Python crew…I hope you don’t mind, but I feel the need to vent. I just watched Trump’s recent, “press conference”, and a more wildly idiotic performance I’ve never seen. The man is hopelessly cretinous. How half of the country applauds his gibberish is beyond me. One feels utterly alienated from the norm. Anyway, as always in times of crises, I shall return to yet another re-reading of Boswell’s, “Journals”. -his humor often rivals that of the Pythons.
Perhaps his most cretinous utterance of recent days–and the competition is stiff–was his observation that it can also be dangerous to stay at home.