I’ve already had my say on the wisdom of actually giving President Obama one or both of the Brammo Enertias currently headed his way, courtesy of www.shockingbarack.com. For those who haven’t been following this story, and have chosen, instead, to follow the saga of Falcon, the balloon boy, here’s the quick version, from their website:
Our plan is to retrace the route of the automotive CEOs who went to Washington DC asking for government loans. But instead of looking for aid, we’d like to present President Obama with a homegrown solution to the transportation crisis. And instead of flying in a corporate jet, we’re riding Brammo Enertia powercycles. We’re just a couple of guys who work for Brammo, but we want to show that there’s a better way to get from Point A to Point B. And we want to have a little fun while we’re doing it. So join us as we surf from plug to plug in a quest to meet Obama, fueled by nothing more than electricity and the kindness of everyday Americans.
Last weekend, the buzz was that they were prohibited from actually giving the bikes to the president because of ethics rules. A link to an article in Slate (the definitive source when it comes to questions of Constitutional interpretation) cleared this up, and it looks like they are back on track with the whole “presenting” equals “actually handing over the keys” school of thought.
My first article on this issue basically said, “don’t do it or the bike(s) will end up next to the Ark of the Covenant in a big underground warehouse.” Based on last weekend’s excited response to the Slate article, I’m going to have to haul out the big guns.
Why Brammo ought not give Barack a bike: Reason #2
Remember the Segway? It was going to be the “killer app” when it came to personal transportation. Instead, (at least around these parts), you only occasionally see them ridden by tourists who rent them to glide through my city’s pricey shopping district. You know why the Segway never became universally accepted as the cool way to get from point A to point B?
Except to add the horrifying possibility that President Obama might get on the Enertia and look for the closest helmet and choose this one:
The horror. The horror. Imagine this helmet on the head of the President. It’s just wrong on so many levels.
Can’t you find a 1/32 scale model you can give him which might symbolize the message you intend to convey? How about two of them, with helmeted Barbies (or little Blondies) astride? Sasha and Malia would love something like this.