Happy Friday morning, Columbus.
I was downtown on Wednesday evening for a Central Ohio Chapter of the Society of Professional Journalists event that was quite nice.
What followed, however, was loud, profoundly weird and kind of menacing. I pulled onto 4th Street to head north to the freeway when a group of young men on dirt bikes and ATVs joined the traffic. They zipped from lane to lane, in and out of cars, doing wheelies and other Evel Knievely stunts. I felt like I was in a Mad Max movie.
I…
