“Play hockey in the road and don’t move, whatever,” and other solutions to the problem of speeding in residential neighborhoods suggested by Matt Hern in Common Ground in a Liquid City: Essays in Defense of an Urban Future (2010), 121.
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People can be so one-track minded. Suuuuure, all your life a waffle cone was ONE thing, but that doesn’t mean another thing didn’t exist the entire time, risking its life out here marking emergency zones with a tasty waffle base! Wake up!
Before this is reblogged with a message to “Watch for Motocyclists! Make sure to give them extra berth!”, I’d like to point out that I do watch for motorcyclists.
I watch for them driving on the shoulder during a traffic jam on the highway.
I watch for them weaving in and out of lanes with no signal, not that anyone would be able to register the signal before they weaved back into the other lane.
I watch for them accelerating obnoxiously, riding the ass of anyone going less than 20 over the speed limit.
And so I don’t think people’s lack of awareness of motorcyclists and their needs is the problem here.
THANK YOU! And then there’s bicyclists, whom I absolutely despise. Why? Even when they have their own, little lane, they’ll INSIST on pedaling along its line, drifting in and out of it INTO THE CAR LANES. Which is irresponsible when *anybody* does it, triply so when they do it, since a tiny bump from a car is all it’ll take to pop them like the flesh balloons all humans are. Like, NEWS FLASH, ASSHOLES, it won’t matter if you’re not at fault in a car-vs-bike incident, because you’re still gonna be the one who fatally loses! Yet they all talk about “sharing the road” in the most sanctimonious, holier-than-thou tones, as if they don’t go about hogging the road in the most blindly reckless of fashions.
79 hells, so many of the two-wheelers don’t even wear helmets!
