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Greed and the Nanny-State Mating Again

Apparently, the American public’s inability to take any risks that don’t involve processed foods has now expanded into a realm so close to the beloved and historic Tetons that my only recourse is to weep silently and shake my fist in impotent rage at the bastard love child of greed and the nanny state. It’s an ugly child.

ALL SHOULD FEAR THE DANGER OF LADDERS. NOT BOLT LADDERS.

Yes, that’s right. Ladders. Now, this may blur the line for a climbing website, but I did find it by googling “climbing”, so I feel moderately vindicated. Following, is my slightly longer rant that will theoretically tie us back to the actual act of climbing mountains or rocks or small rocks or whatever else it is that we do..

IF I WERE BAT-HOOKING UP SOME NASTY A5…

Stirring the pot of ethical debates, Chris Kalous–who apparently has some sort of climbing credentials, though I know not where–gives a nice seven minute speech about the inaccurate and self aggrandizing nature of aid ratings.

WORST. CLIMBING. VIDEO. EVER.

I wanted to like this because I love the Huber brothers. If I could climb 5.14 in leather pants, I would. Actually, if I could climb 5.14, I would do it in leather pants to prove a point. Much like the Hubers. Alex is a physicist, too, just to spice things up. In any event…

SMOKING ON EVEREST IS COOL, OR WAS IN THE 1920S

Captain GJ Finch, who took part in the Mount Everest expedition, speaking at a meeting of the Royal Geographical Society, London, last evening on the equipment for high climbing, testified to the comfort of cigarette smoking at very high altitude. He said that he and two other members of the expedition camped at 25,000ft for over 26 hours and all that time they used no oxygen.