Author Archives: Rich Freggiaro

We form a key structuring element of White heteropatriarchal supremacy.”  I was a little bit worried that the results of the last election would reduce the material available for my clever social commentary. My fears were unfounded. First, from an interview on NPR, paid for at least in part by my income tax dollars: MostContinue reading “With This Ring…”

Some readers may wonder why I haven’t written about the tariffs and the stock market and the future of the world economy. The reason is that everyone has an opinion, and the kinder and gentler me is trying to avoid conflict. I am pretty much against anything that stifles free trade unless those measures enhanceContinue reading “Tariffs: Traumatic or Terrific?”

Last month Stoker and I took a 5 day trip to Death Valley, with overnight stops in Ridgecrest and Lemoore. On what I used to refer to as an ‘Old People’s Bus Trip’. But now we are old people, and it is nice to have all the accommodations arranged and the itinerary decided in advance.Continue reading “A Train Bound For Nowhere”

Readers, fear not. The Rich Freggiaro Cycling Blog isn’t going anywhere. There is plenty of lunacy around for material. But today’s blog is not about lunacy. It’s a love story, expressed as shared experiences and effort getting ourselves from Point A to Point B using our own power. And creating some of the best memoriesContinue reading “Time to Say Goodbye…”

Some people might consider me a foaming at the mouth MAGA sycophant eager to worship the ground 45-47 walks on. They would be wrong, at least when it comes to tariffs. I was in the process of writing a blog featuring the greatest hits of Adam Smith and David Riccardo. I was going to extollContinue reading “Get Your Guac On”

Facebook used to be a place where it was pretty easy to get censored or banned. If you opined that the Hunter Biden laptop was real, and not some deep fake Russian disinformation creation, you could expect that post to go away, and receive a quasi threatening note. Or if you ridiculed the Covid batContinue reading “Meta Morphosis”

…over the septic tank, as Erma Bombeck put it. Country living has its advantages, but it also has some drawbacks. Our version of Dry January means no rain, not abstention from vin rouge. So on Monday Diane decided we needed to turn on our drip irrigation system. Normally this is a turn key operation, butContinue reading “The Grass is Always Greener…”

Last Thursday I put in a long turn riding in front of our 8 person group. I set the pace on Jackson Valley Road from the Camanche Road stop sign all the way to Highway 88. My friend Lyle paid me a very nice, completely unsolicited complement afterwards. He said that he really liked theContinue reading “Draft Animals”

From the US Department of Health and Human Services (HHS): “Today on Pansexual and Panromantic Pride Day, everyone deserves to feel seen, respected and supported—no matter who they love. Create a world where everyone feels proud to be themselves!” HHS declared in the tweet. At first I thought ‘pansexual’ might refer to some bizarre kitchenContinue reading “Your Tax Dollars At Work”

That is what Diane said during the cocktail hour last night. While we were both staring at the couch Luke should have been on. We had to say goodbye to him on Tuesday. Lap of Love came to Brumby Road so he wouldn’t be stressed. Dr. Michelle could not have been kinder or gentler orContinue reading “There is a Hole in Our House”