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[meme] Part of my ongoing efforts to rebrand bicycles as the ultimate freedom vehicle (which they unironically are)
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Have your read Mark Twain's "A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court"?
One of the hero's innovations is to put the knights on bicycles.
From A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur’s Court by Mark Twain (1890):
But when I saw them put the noose around his neck, then everything let go in me and I made a spring to the rescue—and as I made it I shot one more glance abroad—by George! here they came, a-tilting!—five hundred mailed and belted knights on bicycles!
The grandest sight that ever was seen. Lord, how the plumes streamed, how the sun flamed and flashed from the endless procession of webby wheels!
I waved my right arm as Launcelot swept in—he recognized my rag —I tore away noose and bandage, and shouted:
“On your knees, every rascal of you, and salute the king! Who fails shall sup in hell to-night!”