JD Salinger died recently. He wrote several memorable books and then moved to Cornish, New Hampshire to get away from the hero worship, feeling that blind adoration was toxic and dehabilitation. We seek to elevate ordinary people into gods and then are surprise when they fail. I think Bode Miller said that in previous Olympic, and repeated it in Vancouver, where he won three. The big media tries to find heros and elevate or crucify them, but then you didn’t live up to our expectations, our rating are down, we have to find someone else to fixate on. The real heros are the people who finish 4th or 10th or 16th, often hundreds of a second from a metal, with no big endorsements, yet working just as hard.
It’s fun to ruminate on a sunny, warm february day.
on the strength of early season warmth.
I never thought I be biking in Feburary but we’ve had days of sun and no snow. The snow melts and less heat is radiated back, warming the air. The ice jam is still there. The rail trail is cool, shaded, narrow and wet, but spectatular with the ice jam, melting snow.
