Yeah, they can't even keep the plot line of this evil fiction going past 3 paragraphs.

"My bike". MY real bike is one I customized to actually fit me properly. This is generally a requirement for happy performance cycling beyond the most trivial amateur level. But don't worry, not only can we completely forget what any of that means, we also don't need any of the large industry behind it to exist, because all we have to do any more is sit around and dream, and we'll all just get paid to do it, and somehow there will still be food for anyone to eat.

It's fucking deranged. This is why we fight wars against commies, real blood and death wars if necessary. It should never become necessary within our own nations, but the evil traitors are now amongst us. Forbes should not just be shamed for spreading this evil filth, but razed.