I was just doing my regular social justice reading (I’m trying for a master’s degree in the fall, so tumblr is helping me study) and in my reading I was reminded of my own trip to a carnival that triggered me terribly.
Here’s the story:
I was going to the carnival that just came into town and boy was I excited. I walked to the fairgrounds, walked up the the gate, and already had to endure the reminder of societal oppression in the form of the lines of bike racks. But I wasn’t going to let this prejudice keep me down. I was going to go on my favorite ride: the merry-go-round. I’ve always loved merry-go-rounds because riding on the horses (or as I call them, pedestrian-equestrians) makes me feel at one with walking nature.
But to my horror, they had replaces the horses on the merry-go-round with bicycles! This triggered me severely. I almost had to sit down and drink some water, it was so bad. Needless to say, I complained to the manager. Naturally, he ignored me, being completely bought-off by the cyclarchy, or so I thought. But as I was leaving, I saw through the window into his office, and you’ll never believe what I saw in there. A bicycle.