I hope yesterday's TV piece wasn't too preachy.
Normally, when I do my weekly bits , they're leavened with a great bit of humor. I'd like to think of myself more like Andy Rooney than, say, some angry talking head on any one of a dozen modern day cable networks. But there's something I've been pondering the past few weeks, and I finally had the idea of how to present it without sounding like I was yelling at kids to get off my lawn.
And it was all thanks to Otis Redding. And a guy walking his dog.
I've been trying to figure out how to address the issue of kids on e-bikes, and the problems that they cause. It's a very line line between pondering and admonishing, and for the longest time I wasn't able to straddle it. But then when I went running Friday morning I saw a guy walking his dog and doing something he shouldn't, a word popped into my head, and a little while later, I (think) I had what I was looking for..
Was I entirely successful in not sounding like a crank while still trying to get my point across? Well, perhaps you're the better judge of that than I, so in its entirety, here's Jim as a Cranky Old Man in Training.
With, of course, special thanks to Otis Redding--
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