Thursday, September 24, 2015

smss #6 (9/22), team time trial & final standings!

SMSS #6, Team Time Trial
September 22, 2015
Individual Results
1 succas (Darin & Nelson)                  34:57   0 pts
2 SMVC (Jim Hartnett & Joe Kaeler          36:26  20
3 succas2 (Rick Ackerman & Jeff Townsley)  40:00   -
  everyone else                                   40

2015 SMSS Series TOTAL (final standings)
1 succas                                         134 pts
2 South Mountain Velo Club (SMVC)                140
3 Antietam Velo Club (AVC)                       197
4 Carlisle Consortium/ARC                        211
5 Blue Mountain Velo                             221
6 RHR p/b Shirk's Bike Shop                      228
7 Integrated Sports Medicine                     238
8 Hub City                                       263

king's gap time trial (9/8), results!

King's Gap Time Trial
September 8, 2015
1 Nathan Goates      RHR p/b Shirk's Bike Shop   12:58*
2 Jere Ballard       SMVC                        13:21

3 Joe Kaehler        SMVC                        14:03
4 Darin Alleman      succas                      14:06
5 Tim Rohrbaugh      SMVC                        14:13
6 Jim Hartnett       SMVC                        15:45
7 Rick Ackerman                                  16:11
8 Marshall Sacks                                 17:41
*Timed from the first bridge, near the parking lot. 

Friday, September 11, 2015

my 9-11 memorial
Photo credit (I believe) to James Nachtwey.
I'm still so tragically sad about 9-11.

Not the actual terrorist attacks--that was tragic, no doubt. Unthinkably crazy and tragic. Well, at least relative to the wealth and security standards of the United States. Still, you know that there are bad people in the world and they want to do bad things. Sometimes they will try. And sometimes they will succeed.

But what really makes me sad, what really gives me cause to mourn, still, today, is the aftermath. The immediate aftermath. The hate and venom and blood in the eyes of everyday Americans who turned purple with Tybalt-like rage and calls for revenge. ("...peace? I hate the word...") My neighbors. My coreligionists. My family.

I was overwhelmed. I was fearful. I didn't know the capacity for such hate and violence rested in so many seemingly normal, kind, relatively compassionate humans. In the majority. A majority, it seemed, that couldn't be relied on to pursue a path to peace. There were calls for war. For massive and indiscriminate devastation. For nukes! No one was clamoring for justice under the law, rather it was a primal, primitive justice everyone lusted for. It was a head for an eye; an arm for a hand. Mob-boss justice: do me a small harm and I'll rip the limbs off the bodies of those you love.

And you still see this ugly, violent, hateful, revenge-hungry sentiment today in how we "memorialize" the events of 9-11. Love of country more than love of humanity. The words "Never Forget" emblazoned on images of violence and destruction. (What does it mean to "never forget" anyway? That we'll never get over it? That we'll never move on? That we'll store up that anger and hate and unleash it whenever the opportunity arises?)

We call ourselves a Christian nation, and we are, I suppose (polls confirm it, minorities feel it), but we, as a nation, are hardly followers of Jesus. We'd much rather worship the Gods of War than follow a Prince of Peace. We lust for unlimited power and eschew true humility. We're simply incapable, as a people, to acknowledge the tree trunk growing from our eye as we strain to find the imperfections in others; kicking unmercifully the world's unfortunates while patting ourselves on the back for our pittance in alms.

Well, anyway...

Those are the sorts of thoughts that jiggle around my skull on days like today. And now my head hurts.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

smss #5, results!

SMSS #5, Horse Killer Lite
August 25, 2015
Individual Results
 1 Jon Marshall                Integrated Sports Medicine
 2 Darin A.                    succas
 3 Judd                        Carlisle Consortium
 4 Eric Noreen                 AVC (guest rider)
 5 Kevin G.                    succas
 6 Christopher Woltemade       AVC  
 7 Nelson B.                   succas          
 8 Joe Kaehler                 SMVC    
 9 Tim Rohrbaugh               SMVC
10 Wade Turlington             Carlisle Consortium
11 Tyler Honey                 Blue Mountain Velo
12 Chris Townsley              succas          
13 Kyle Irwin                  AVC     
14 Jeremy W.                   succas
15 Sally McClain               Carlisle Consortium
16 Rick Ackerman               succas
17 Rich Shaffer                SMVC
18 Jim Hartnett                SMVC
19 Jeff Townsley               succas
20 Ben Coleman                 Blue Mountain Velo

Club Results
 1 succas                                       14 pts
 2 Antietam Velo Club (AVC)                     23 
 3 Carlisle Consortium                          28 
 4 South Mountain Velo Club (SMVC)              34
 5 Integrated Sports Medicine                   43
 6 Blue Mountain Velo                           52
   everyone else                                63                                

2015 SMSS Series TOTAL (after four rounds)
 1 South Mountain Velo Club (SMVC)             120 pts 
 2 succas                                      134
 3 Antietam Velo Club                          157
 4 Carlisle Consortium/ARC                     171
 5 Blue Mountain Velo                          181
 6 RHR p/b Shirk's Bike Shop                   188
 7 Integrated Sports Medicine                  198
 8 Hub City                                    223
   everyone else                               243

Friday, August 21, 2015

Is Trump 'The Greatest?' To even ask is to misunderstand.

Maybe all you need to know of Donald Trump is that in 1989 and 1990 he promoted a top level professional bike race in the mid-Atlantic that he named after himself: The Tour de Trump.

It's like he's almost cool. Almost hip. Almost progressive. Almost visionary. He does things. Big things. But he does them his way. To promote himself. On a whim. He's a kind of 20th century Greek god--powerful, arrogant, capable, entitled, and unpredictable.

The Greek's gods wasted nearly no opportunity to showcase their dispassionate disregard for the welfare of humanity, but still the Greeks worshiped them. As do Trump's supporters him, it would seem.

His motto, "Make America Great Again," at first confused me. When was America the great that he wants it again to be, I asked. But I think I get it now.

It's not about objective change. It's not about things actually being different in some meaningful way. It's about how we think about America. It's about how we cheer for America. It's about not entertaining doubts of America's exceptionalism because (of course, duh!) AMERICA IS THE GREATEST COUNTRY EVER WITHOUT QUESTION OR QUALIFICATION!!!

It's really not "Make America Great" at all. It is "Make America The Greatest."

The leadership Trump sells, and the leadership his supporters seem to long for, is the leadership of demagoguery. And I'm not using the word here as a pejorative, that's actually what they want. They want to be led by "greatness," and to therefore be great. No irony. No qualification. No having to think about it. Nuance? Reflection? Of course there's no place for that sort of thing. To reflect (on anything) is to entertain doubt. And to doubt is to suggest the possibility of uncertainty. And Trump is certain. Certain that everything he does or has ever done or will ever do is right and because he wanted it to be that way. That sort of confidence and swagger--who cares if it's misplaced or not, that's hardly the point--is what his supporters want. They long for it. Pine for it. It's their prescription opioid of choice.

It's watching the Olympic games and being absolutely certain that the American athletes are the superior athletes. It's counting medals at the end when the USA tally is twice that of all other countries, combined, and feeling confidently satisfied that all is right in the world, that it couldn't be any other way.

It's doe-eyed pondering on America's military record and creating a narrative of absolute American dominance. We are the greatest. Physically, technologically, and in any other way that's relevant. (If we "lost" a war, it was because of "stupid" people, somewhere, gumming up the works, preventing America from being the greatness that it would obviously be otherwise.)

So why is the America Trump is selling The Greatest? It's economy? It's military? It's history? It's political system? It's people?

No, it's none of that.

To Trump, America is The Greatest because he is American. It's that simple. And to Trump's supporters, America should be the Greatest because they are American.

There are fancy words for this. Egocentricism. Jingoism. But fancy words aren't needed. It's maybe best understood as grade school swagger. It's being one of the kids the coolest kid in your grade doesn't make fun of. That's what Trump's selling. It's the euphoria of jumping up and down in the stands with a throng of others, each with their index finger up and passionately shouting, "We're number one! We're number one!" when you're halfway down the league standings. But league standings are an objective measure of excellence, and in Trump's world the objective has no place.

People love Trump because Trump is a believer. He believes he is great therefore he is. And when he says America is great, the people will also believe.

I mean, really, is it any wonder a guy like that is so popular? It shouldn't be. Americans are arrogant little weeniers. Looking good is better than being good. Feeling is better than thinking. After all, over 50 percent of the ones that vote think a meme like this pretty much sums up what qualifies one to the presidency.

So, again, is it any wonder a crazy rich guy with an impossibly beautiful wife and an I-can-do-anything, just-try-to-stop-me attitude toward life is a popular presidential candidate?