Walker Robins

@walktalks.bsky.social

Historian of American Christians and Israel/Palestine. Author of Between Dixie and Zion (Univ. of Alabama Press, 2020). Takes the notes for the Melrose Pedestrian and Bicyclist Committee. Okie forever. Emergent Masshole.

i put an entire bag of lentils i'd had since the deep pandemic out for the birds to deal with like two months ago. they haven't touched it. it's just been sitting there outside this whole time. but i think they're starting to come around. gettin hungry. gettin curious.

love this 1917 passage from John Huston Finley discussing the democracy of walking public roads -- and the growing threat of "flying automobiles, whose occupants so often make the pedestrian feel that even these strips have ceased to be democratic."

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within one across centuries and invite to the open spaces. Many to whom this ery comes are impelled to seek the mountain paths, the forest trails, the solitudes or wildernesses coursed only by the feet of wild animals. But to me the black or dun roads, the people's highways, are the more appealing, those strips or ribbons of land which is still held in common, the paths wide enough for the carriages of the rich and the carts of the poor to pass each other, the roads over which they all bear their creaking burdens or run on errands of merey or need, but preferably roads that do not also invite the flying automobiles, whose occupants so often make the pedestrian feel that even these strips have ceased to be democratic.