One of the greatest comments on the political process in my view is Pete Townsend’s lyrics to “Won’t get fooled again.”
I’ll Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
And I'll get on my knees and pray...
We don't get fooled again
In many ways the whole Contador/Did he, didn’t he dope scandal reminds me of the lead up to an election, with the pundits speculating the outcome.
Often, when an election comes down to a choice of two people I am left to wonder, “Is this the only choices I have? Is this the best you can offer me?” The choice between a Dick Head and a Doofus.
If Contador is found guilty, his Tour de France win was a sham, he won by cheating. If he is found not guilty, I will wonder, is it a cover up? This is the choices I have; neither is good. There are no winners in this whole bloody mess, and the biggest loser is the sport of cycling.
So with apologies to Pete Townsend:
I’ll get on my bike and ride
While the powers that be decide
Then I’ll get on my knees and cry
Did I get fooled again?