The Bearings, Vol 6, No 1

Articles in this issue

  • Satirical jab at those who claim no masters of fiction exist today — suggesting they have not read a bicycle catalogue lately.

    p. 1
  • Comic verse about a rider whose sweeping zigzag path gives right of way to whoever has the most rye whiskey on board.

    p. 11
  • One-liner defining racing as a science, with the art part being the dodging of Racing Board investigations.

    p. 1
  • Observation that with many young men voting for the first time, candidates would do well to show more genuine interest in cycling.

    p. 1
  • Wordplay note that a buy-sickle is better than a borrowed one when cutting grass — punning on bicycle.

    p. 1
  • Comic verse warning that the men who confidently predict which racer to back are always the ones who walk home from the track, broke.

    p. 1
  • Satirical dialogue in which a manufacturer discharges an amateur rider for having the poor form to be beaten by rival-brand machines — a purely cash-based transaction.

    p. 1
  • At Coney Island, a young woman's response to the question 'what are the wild waves saying?' is that they are whispering to the man to cover up his match-like limbs.

    p. 1
  • Asked to define purgatory, a wheelman describes it as a place where souls get their training before going somewhere else — the implication being that no racer will ever complete the journey.

    p. 1