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Although Ryan Oakley began his career as a simple rake (drunk) he has since become Toronto’s most renowned flaneur (no car) and notorious dandy (overdresses). A misanthropic composer of psycho-geographical fictions (bad science fiction), he is also a server of food, a tender of bar and a washer of dishes. While performing all these functions with efficiency and elegance (disdain and malice), he somehow finds the time to publicly criticize friends, strangers and cultural crap. He's a bit of a dick.


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Monday, October 26th 2009 at 11:52 am |
Dear Mr Oakley
Your website amuses me so. This picture has a comic air about it, but I can’t help feeling a little frightened. What if this picture reveals our future? At the very least, your portrait in the background will live on reminding us of a more civilised and – dare I say – more dapper time.
Fondly
PDP
ps I believe that I’ve seen some cyclists here in Blighty sporting such fashions. Are they forward-thinking fashionistas or merely alarmists?
Monday, October 26th 2009 at 2:12 pm |
It could be that today’s alarmism is tomorrow’s fashion. Who would have worn sunblock in 1910? It’s odd though: On balance, life keeps getting safer and we keep getting more frightened of it.