Most scholars agree that human history can be divided into five epochs, which are usually represented as sections on the Dachshund of Time:
Each of these epochs is defined by certain technological advances and consequent shifts in behavior and human expression. The Stone Age was the time of the caveman, when people made crude paintings of bison, domesticated dinosaurs, propelled their cars with their feet, and generally lived life as it is depicted in "The Flinstones." Next came the Olden Days, when people traded their dinosaurs in for horses, went to the opera, wrote lengthy treatises with feathers, and made marble sculptures of fat naked people. The Olden Days eventually gave way to the Old School, which in a historical context is usually regarded as anytime between the invention of the internal combustion engine and the point at which beating children fell out of favor. Back in the Day is the period between the day you were born and 10 years ago (if you are less than 10 years old you are actually living Back in the Day, which is something of a temporal anomaly), and Right About Now is right about now.
The basic challenge was straightforward, when you lean forward on a bike a buttondown shirt stresses. It pulls uncomfortably taut across the shoulders. The sleeves pull up exposing your wrists to the cold, and the tails pull out of your pants, leaving you either untucked or with a blooming blouse of a shirt. Our solution is the patent-pending Pivot Sleeve, a completely reconstructed buttondown that retains the traditional look and feel of a dress shirt while working equally well both on and off the a bicycle.
Placing your essentials in a non-essential item like a $55 leather case may be ironic, but Rapha is promoting this as a "stocking stuffer" for the holiday season, and exchanging non-essential items with practical applications is what adult gift-giving is all about. While you probably wouldn't buy one for yourself, you'd probably appreciate it from somebody else. Also, gifts are exempt from the "Schmuck or Sucker?" dilemma--in fact this is the point of modern gift-giving. That said, while Right About Now this is an Essentials Case, what it really is is an Old School purse. Even in these enlightened times, the process of branding man-bags is a delicate one. If you call it a "purse" then men feel self-conscious, but if you call it something too masculine then it just sounds like a scrotum. (Think, well, man-bag.) So while "Essentials Case" may be a bit pretentious, it's at least somewhere between being feminine and scrotal--though it may lean just a bit towards the latter. ("All You Haters Suck My Essentials Case.")
In the Olden Days our animals pulled us around, but now we pull them, and our parks and bike lanes are full of people exercising with their panting, miserable canine companions in tow. It's one thing to do this with the dog at your side, but it's another to relegate your pet to the back of the bike altogether, where you can't even check on it. With this device, you're flirting with a "National Lampoon's Vacation" scenario:
Speaking of what's going on out back, another reader informs me that Craft have finally solved the problem of flatulence ventilation:
"Areas that require more exhaust" feature a "thinner mesh weave:"
Note it appears to be particularly thin around the posterior.
Even more astoundingly, yet another reader tells me the geniuses in Portland have finally solved the problem of cycling in high heels:
And still another informs me that you can even buy "street cred" now:
While you might not need two-inch heels or flatulence vents to ride your bike, you at least can't argue that they're there. However, if something actually says "Street Cred" on it then you can be sure it doesn't have it.
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