There's too much about our bikes which is tied up with our personalities to make any post "passive", but given that we are all mature, perfectly well-balanced individuals (with the equivalent of 10,000 hours of therapy under our belts), I'd have to say those handlebars turn the Silvio into a palliative care device. Look, maybe it's that hospital-grade chromium plating, it could be the buxom matronly droop, or perhaps even the way they refer to an annex over an iron-lung, but they seem to want to deny the Silvio its paternal inheritance to fly. As I said, I never belittle, every man needs to feel he has hold of something worthy of his might, but with these new WTB drop-flared-turbo-charged-erectile-ghost-blasters I just fitted (as roundly recommended elsewhere), I feel that the integration of man and machine is now complete.
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