“Thats what a fucking payphone looks like now in 2016!!!! hahaha!!!..but it has free wi fi and usb ports so junkies post up all day..this lady was here 6.5 hrs”
Payphones and beepers were in the domain of rookie messengers and OG weed service messengers up until the mid 2000’s when burner pre-pay phones rose to prominence.
The technology was retooled for a bright smartphone future. Reality is slightly more dystopian.
Later models lose the connector panel and use a weaker thin cotton. cuffs are weak, the hood is smaller and loses the point. I believe the early ones were made in the USA. Not the later ones.
I was talking to Benske about punk and bikes last night and I said Sid Vicious didn’t ride a bike and Joey Ramone didn’t ride a bike and Jello Biafra probably doesn’t know how to ride a bike. I wasn’t sure if there was really any connection to original punk and bicycles. A lot of original punk seems wrapped up in the Motorcycle, which is cool but not what we’re about at all. That leather jacket outlaw image. That’s not us.
And then I saw this NPR interview with Marky Ramone-
Yeah man. Pushing a cart.
I stand corrected.
Hey while I was looking for pictures of Marky on a bike I saw a Bicycling Magazine article about famous people that used to be messengers. Yo dudes scrub the article, 6 months doesn’t count. That’s not even a rookie.
If someone tells you they were a bike messenger for 6 months they mean 6 weeks, or 6 days, or 6 hours.It’s a weird notch some nerds try to add onto their belt for no reason. I guess to increase the realness factor or something.
“oOOH SO crazy you were a bike messenger.”
“yeahhhtotally it was so real.”
Randonneuring is the punkest form of cycling. The actual brevets are like alleycats in the way of checkpoints, but with minimum distances of 200K.
Unfortunately women’s cycling does not get the same recognition as mens. Just look at any major tour or cycling magazine. In 1891 seven women showed up to race Paris Brest Paris, but it being a race, they were turned away. In the 1930’s when PBP became a randonneur event, women were welcome with open arms and continue to crush the 1240K ride. Everyone rides as equals and takes care of one another. No jocks. No egos. Even the people who ‘race’ these rides help each other out.
Another example of sharing the same ethics we take in from punk is fighting against facism. During the German occupation of France, randonneurs and cyclotorists would ride up to 400K every two to three weeks to get far enough away from Paris to pick up food staples that were being ration or unavailable in Paris. They’d fill their bags with supplies and bring them back to Paris to distribute amounts friends and family.