Wednesday, October 06, 2004
If there's one thing I have serious nostalgia for, it's the daredevil spirit of the early 20th century. I love old newsreels of wire-walkers and people who balance on two legs of a the top chair in a stack of 20 on the windblown roof of a skyscraper in New York, just being nutjobs for the joy of it. If I ever run for office, my platform will be largely based on encouraging barnstorming and life-risking, and a refusal to rescue climbers. You went up there, now get down by yourself.
I sure hope the builder of this kart is still alive.