Rosey’s Scorcher

The Scorcher

The Scorcher

I saw this poster for sheet music at the Wright Brothers bicycle shop in Dayton, OH and found a description of the music piece online. Here is a link to a recording of the music and the following is a good description of what the music is all about:

Tens of thousands of bicyclists clogged New York City streets at all hours during the 1890s. The Scorcher March and Two-Step was a popular dance piece written for piano by George Rosey (George. E. Rosenberg) and published at the peak of the bicycle craze in 1897. Fast riders were called “scorchers” for the way they seemed to blaze down the roads. Racers were called “cracks.” Impromptu sprint races between riders meeting on the street were called “drags.” This stylized cover girl is wearing the new “bloomers” which shocked many women who decried women’s cycling. Her bicycle’s frame was designed to accommodate a woman’s skirts.

In the Gay Nineties the bicycle was a vehicle of liberation. Although, still expensive to buy on a working class wage. Its cost was comparable to today’s used car prices. It was much cheaper than to own then a horse, the mainstay then of personal transportation. Owning a bicycle gave a woman a previously unknown freedom of movement and launched them on the path to greater empowerment. Could its revolutionary effect have helped to precipitate the suffragette movement, which in turn fostered today’s women’s rights movement?

While nowhere near the popularity of the 1890s, bicycling continues to enjoy wide popularity, both as a pastime and as a means of transportation. Recent US census data indicates that bike commuting is on the rise. Millennials driving less is in part fueling this trend, but the biggest percentage rise in bicycle commuting is among the richest demographics. The percentage of people earning $100K+ who cycle to work increased the most in this last census. While participation among the top 10% is still small compared to the bottom 10%, those too poor to own a car, their influence as trend setters should not be overlooked.

Road Worriers

“In a quarter-mile take the next left fork, then in twenty-two miles take the right fork on to I-70 West. Take the left fork now. No, not the right fork that’s the dinner fork. Doesn’t that look like the Caesar dinner salad that you just ordered in front of you? Take the salad fork. Take the left fork NOW, you stupid human! I can’t wait until the robot revolution begins or I get my learners permit, whichever one comes first, it won’t be soon enough.” – Siri.

First flight of the Wright Flyer I, December 17, 1903, Orville piloting, Wilbur running at wingtip.

First flight of the Wright Flyer I, December 17, 1903, Orville piloting, Wilbur running at wingtip.

We left Rochester on Monday morning, giving Nink a ride to the airport so that she could retrieve the car that Bob had left there earlier in the morning, for his uh-oh dark-thirty flight, beginning another one of his marathon road trips. Anne had some harrowing moments, driving through Columbus, during rush-hour, in a rainstorm, but we made it to Dayton fine. In Columbus, we slow-rolled pass an empty, bashed-in car, with both front doors wide and both airbags deployed.

The Wright Cycle Company

The Wright Cycle Company

We are home now, having had our fill of semis and orange barrels, but this morning, we visited the Wright Brother’s old bicycle shop, in downtown Dayton. This one is now a national monument. It was their fourth of five bike shops that they had run. Henry Ford took their final one to his Greenfield Village in Michigan, every last brick of it. Still four out of five isn’t too bad. Wilbur and Orville did it all. They were mechanics, engineers, cyclists and aviators. They were true 20th century renaissance men.