So, yeah, I was moving most of this week, to begin my ten months as an
inmate visiting professor at the University of Colorado/Boulder, teaching in the political science department and otherwise raising hell. Boulder reminds me more than a bit of Berkeley (big surprise); here the official ideology, to paraphrase Orwell’s Animal Farm, seems to be “two wheels good, four wheels bad.” I’ve even started riding my bike around!
I can’t help feeling maybe I’ve wandered into The Matrix as re-imagined by the makers of South Park. Yes, it is something of a crunchy liberal utopia, but then I notice that everyone has a lock for his bike, and there doesn’t seem to be a market here for the bike-sharing kiosks that are now common throughout Washington DC. Also, the campus strongly urged everyone to register his bike–a prelude to bike control? In any case, I think I’ll make up a sticker: “Register bikes, not guns,” and watch hilarity ensue. More to be made of this observation in due course. But I will develop a new “crunchometer” for Power Line.
And finally. . .