The bicycle is a devilish paraphernalia that destroys the youth – and lures them into rolling around on the roads every single night and on Sundays.
Parents and husbands no longer know where their children and servants are. They roam for miles to parties and dance, get drunk and uppity because of this gad about machinery. They fight and sin and impregnate girls from foreign parishes whom they don’t even know.
And even though a groom can ride very fast it is not to say that he is a skilful and trustworthy guy. On the contrary, it rather seems that the feeblest groom is the best bicycle rider.
The bicycle is expensive and the youth fritter away their money on bike rides and don’t do any savings for the household.
Some temporal, foolish people talk about freedom and the benefits of getting out, exploring and enjoying nature. But they are forgetting that the youth are racing with their tongue hanging out of their mouth, legs raving and they don’t look left or right – you cannot call that healthiness.
Kidneys, hearts and lungs are being shaken loose in the bodies of the youth that long has left them. And girls – yes even the married ones, who have given birth – are sitting and wriggling with their skirts fluttering far beyond all possible bounds of decency.
Even in Sweden, more bastards have been born since the lady’s bicycle has been invented!
I got this from here
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" Parents and husbands no longer know where their children and servants are. " This is fucking gold.
WHY, OH WHY wasnt I born in the 1800's?!
" Parents and husbands no longer know where their children and servants are. " I know I posted this sentence earlier, this is because I think you should read it again, and observe the ordered relation between 'Parents' and 'children' along with 'husbands' and 'servants'. This is the best sentence of my life.
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