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Don't let "blue" cities tell you what you can and can't do. There are no blue states, only blue cities. Good on those kids.

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>The crack of gunfire was heard across the shooting range as kids, ranging from 8 to 18, concentrated on their targets, their .22 rifles held as steady as possible. Their expressions were serious, their attention zeroed in on the black dots they were aiming at. Once everyone had shot their designated rounds, the range officials declared the range closed. The gravel crunched underfoot as the contestants went to inspect their targets.

Don't let "blue" cities tell you what you can and can't do. There are no blue states, only blue cities. Good on those kids. Archive: https://archive.today/F86i5 From the post: >>The crack of gunfire was heard across the shooting range as kids, ranging from 8 to 18, concentrated on their targets, their .22 rifles held as steady as possible. Their expressions were serious, their attention zeroed in on the black dots they were aiming at. Once everyone had shot their designated rounds, the range officials declared the range closed. The gravel crunched underfoot as the contestants went to inspect their targets.

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Those bikes were awesome. They were heavy, so you had to work a lot harder to use them, and they almost never broke down.

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I learned how to take them apart and repair them when I was in grade school. Not that they really fit me. I hurt myself plenty of times since they were not my size but fuck it. You do you, right?

One even had one of those little "bike light generators" that you flipped down and it would power a small light bulb (before LED's were common or a thing) while you were peddling.

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We had bring your bike to school day and they had one of the teachers show us how to do minor repairs (get the chain back on, replace an inner tube, adjust the seat etc), we were probably 8. Damn kids are coddled these days.

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God damn. I could have been the teacher at that age. Too many people are too unwilling to get their hands dirty or work on something. They are afraid of something they dont understand (which at this point is everything).

This is sad. About the only thing I don't know how to do is weld but you know what? Maybe ill buy a fucking welder this week and figure that shit out. I would do better with a teacher but I don't need one.