I have been watching the whole Lance Armstrong “Did he, or
didn’t he?” doping theater with a bit of shock and awe. Wow, what a spectacle.
From all major media sources, to world cycling
organizations, to on-line enthusiast websites and forums almost everywhere,
cycling is in a vapid spiral, eating itself with misdirected anger and
foolish partisanship.
Cycling is imploding before our eyes, and many are thrilled
to death about it.
Call it arguing over whose fault it was the ship hit the
iceberg while all on board are neck deep in icy, cold water. If you wanted to see the results of an actual
nuclear war, this would be it. The
losses are going to be far greater than the gains, and some will still have the
nerve to declare a victory.
In a sick effort to bring down one man (deserved or
otherwise), many in the “Cycling Community” are destroying cycling itself. Look at it as killing the patient and then
boasting you cured their cancer. Yes, this
is complete madness on parade.
In an attempt to appear ever-more serious, cycling has made itself
the butt of world-wide jokes. Finger
pointing is everywhere, all are now suspect, and in reality, cycling has only
itself to blame.
Keep watching, folks.
It is going to be an extremely nasty, bumpy, and sad ride.
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