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A MODERN FABLE
Canadian teenagers head out on a journey to - as usual - raise awareness of global warming:
The boys, who call themselves the Team Rioters, left Hope July 10, and after four grueling days on their boards they managed to make it to Parksville.
Chris Roberts, 15, said the group’s original goal was to long board from Hope all the way to Tofino.
“We had to stop our run in Parksville after we found out from a lot of people that the highway to Tofino was too dangerous and that boarders are not aloud to ride it,” said Roberts.
The boys had no other choice than to pick up their boards and take a bus the rest of the way.
They just weren’t aloud. Life is cruel.
“They want to make this type of trip an annual event, and each time they would like to travel farther and have more people involved.”
I doubt it. Next year they’ll probably be distracted by funny feelings about girls and hair in strange places.
Posted by ThinAndBritish on 2007 07 18 at 12:11 PM • permalinkAnother great moment in Canadian “jornalism.”
Posted by rick mcginnis on 2007 07 18 at 12:21 PM • permalink“Life is cruel.”
I think cruelty shouldn’t be aloud.
Posted by Dave Surls on 2007 07 18 at 12:38 PM • permalinkWhat a bunch of wooses. When I was their age I skated to and from school uphill. On the NJ Turnpike. In the snow.
Posted by Gary from Jersey on 2007 07 18 at 12:44 PM • permalink‘“We had to stop our run in Parksville after we found out from a lot of people that the highway to Tofino was too dangerous and that boarders are not aloud to ride it,” said Roberts.’
Well, you should have said this, allowed “We should be aloud to travel this highway!”.
Next thyme, speak up four yourself.
Posted by Dave Surls on 2007 07 18 at 12:46 PM • permalink#10 That’s nothing. I had no legs because they’d been bitten off by rabbit ferrets. I had to bounce to school on the stumps. On red hot coals.
Posted by ThinAndBritish on 2007 07 18 at 12:56 PM • permalinkWell, there are worse ways for a teen to spend his time. I’ve always wanted to visit Tofino. But I plan to do the trip in a CO2-spewing gas guzzler.
Posted by Kyda Sylvester on 2007 07 18 at 12:59 PM • permalinkChrist, you guys are sissies.
Things were so bad where I lived, that we all died in infancy and never even had a chance to skateboard.
Posted by Dave Surls on 2007 07 18 at 01:11 PM • permalinkThey’re from Hope. “And maybe we can change things.”
With skateboards? What are they putting in school drinking water there? Obviously not critical thinking.Eh? Didn’t you know? Problems are always solved by grand symbolic gestures, and no matter how petty they are, any gesture performed by a narcissist is “grand”.
Posted by Rob Crawford on 2007 07 18 at 02:35 PM • permalinkAsk them how the tires and ballbearings in their wheels were manufactured…
Posted by richard mcenroe on 2007 07 18 at 03:03 PM • permalinkThey weren’t aloud? More savage repression of speech!
Posted by Ernst Blofeld on 2007 07 18 at 03:16 PM • permalinkRex Kramer: Do you know what it’s like to fall in the mud and get kicked… in the head… with an iron boot? Of course you don’t, no one does. It never happens. It’s a dumb question… skip it.
Posted by Jeffersonian on 2007 07 18 at 03:46 PM • permalink“Canadian teenagers head out on a journey to - as usual - raise awareness of global warming:”
What is this global warming of which you speak? I have not heard this term before and know not what it means. Surely I am not alone.
(And if you look over there you will see the spaceship I just arrived on from Pluto.)
Not nearly as funny as the recent saga of the fuckwits who took off down the Yukon River to raise awareness of global warming.
They had their camera crew in a second boat which smashed into a bridge or a log or something on Day 1 and the “crew” had to be rescued by police in power boats.
Us Canadians are always good for a quiet, polite chuckle.
Posted by Jack from Montreal on 2007 07 18 at 05:03 PM • permalinkGary @ #10
“What a bunch of wooses. When I was their age I skated to and from school uphill. On the NJ Turnpike. In the snow.”The article indicates the young lads made the trip from Hope to Parksville solely on their boards. What’s missing is their extraordinary feat of crossing a minor 50km wide water obstacle on their boards.
Hope BC => Rambo: First Blood. See the movie, see the town.
Cheers
Posted by J.M. Heinrichs on 2007 07 18 at 06:04 PM • permalinkI, for one, would like to thank these young men for raising my awareness. I had never heard of “global warming” before. A glass of lemonade and a bong hit to each of them.
Posted by dean martin on 2007 07 18 at 06:43 PM • permalinkWe were too poor to afford a skateboard and had to make do with a roof shingle with one stale biscuit for a wheel. It was made even more difficult because our father hated us and paved the driveway with oyster shells and beer bottle caps, and he would shoot at us with his .22
After a giant hogzilla ate the wheel (along with my brother Billy) we gave up skateboarding. Some time I’ll tell you about our scooter adventures.There is global warming? Holy crap! Why didn’t one of the newspapers have an article about this or something.
Thank goodness for the work of these young lads.
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 18 at 07:25 PM • permalinkI’m pretty sure the highway from Hope to Parkville was dangerous, too, and probably just as off-limits to skateboarders.
Funny how much more respect for law and order “The Rioters” have when their little legs get tired.
Posted by Tatterdemalian on 2007 07 18 at 07:36 PM • permalinkWhen I was young, catching the bus with a skateboard meant grabbing onto any protruding attachment as the bus went past and getting dragged along at top speed.
Too bad for any exposed skin if you hit a pot hole.
Posted by mr creosote on 2007 07 18 at 08:57 PM • permalink#50, lotocoti:
You had hammers and wire for medicinal uses? Wow, how spoiled and decadent is that?
We only had red hot pokers. And not even metal ones. Wooden hot pokers.
Got splinters in your finger? Burn it out with red hot wooden pokers. Cut yourself? Red hot wooden pokers will seal it up. Got a cold? Cant go to school? Mom approaching your bedside with a red hot wooden poker to cure your sore throat always seemed to cure it right up, just before she’d cross the threshold into the room. Amazing stuff, those red hot wooden pokers.
Of course, they also served as wonderful motivators to avoid STD.
I’ve never trusted skateboards ever since that Leif Garrett film. This is validating that mistrust.
Posted by Simon Darkshade on 2007 07 19 at 01:14 AM • permalinkI once saw a bumpersticker that said, “So many skateboarders, so little time.” It would seem too apply particularly well here.
Posted by rightwingprof on 2007 07 19 at 11:04 AM • permalinkBrisbane’s first sub-zero temperature? Where do they think they are, Texas?
Posted by rightwingprof on 2007 07 19 at 11:18 AM • permalink
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“We had to stop our run in Parksville after we found out from a lot of people that the highway to Tofino was too dangerous and that boarders are not aloud to ride it,”
Maybe if they had promised to be vewwy, vewwy quiet. In any event, what did they expect, after abandoning Hope.