Urban Velo Loves Hate Mail
Trying to please everyone is a lost cause; luckily I learned early on that if my work wasn’t offending someone, somewhere, it likely wasn’t really exciting anyone either. In turn, I’ve learned to love self-righteous hate mail, such as this particular gem that appears to have been actually written on a typewriter and wishes death upon Jakob Santos for showing us his middle finger in the Burro ad opposite the Editor’s Statement in Urban Velo #30. Apparently this former Urban Velo reader has never seen anything more disgusting than this man’s middle finger before—not even the mangled bikes and the tale of a hit and run drunk driver on the opposite page. The rest of us human beings have seen far more disgusting things than the middle finger, for instance the graphic death wish of this former reader for finding a photo distasteful.
Subscriptions are in fact refundable, and the check is in the mail to the writer of this letter. A small price to pay for a piece of mail that will hang on my office wall indefinitely, and has already provided an afternoon of entertainment and reassurance that people do care what we are doing.
Please send all hate mail to: Urban Velo, PO Box 9040, Pittsburgh PA 15224