I’ve been sick of cyclists’ shit for some years now.
I don’t drive and have never owned a car. I walk or take public transit everywhere I go. And I hate the bike riders in my neighborhood more than I hate the drivers. Why? Because they’re more irresponsible than the drivers, and because they get on my ass more than the drivers, that’s why. Let me count the ways:
Drivers leave me the hell alone on the sidewalk.
Drivers usually follow the traffic laws. Yes, usually sucks. But it’s better than practically never, which is the best most bike riders can manage.
Yes, drivers run red lights, but they’re predictable about it. Drivers run red lights just before they change. All I have to do is stay on the sidewalk till all the lights are done changing and the cars have stopped, and I’m good to cross. Unless a bike rider is coming, because he won’t stop for the light, and he won’t stop for me if I step into his sacred way. What he WILL do is anyone’s guess, but he won’t stop.
Running a red light that’s been red for some time is purely a bike thing. I’ve seen a handful of cars do it in my entire life. I see bikes do it every day. There can be two lanes of a dozen cars each lined up waiting for the light to change, and along comes a bike rider and pedals on through, showing them all his ass, and cutting off any pedestrian who was about to use the green. Are we all supposed to applaud?
Only bike riders come to a full stop at a red light, wait for cross traffic to pass, then pick up their feet and run the rest of the red light. What excuse is there for that, other than a huge sense of entitlement?
Only bike riders pedal through a red light into a crosswalk full of pedestrians, and expect them to part like the Red Sea. Again, what excuse?
Only a bike rider will run a red light that’s about to change at a 4-way stop, then swing her bike 90 degrees, wait, and run the new red light.
Only bike riders run the red light going the wrong way on a one-way street. Hell, only bike riders travel the wrong way on a one-way street. They’ll even ride the wrong way IN THE BIKE LANE, which can’t be a lot of fun for a rider coming the legal way. Before I moved into the city I didn’t usually look both ways when crossing a one-way street. Now I dare not look both ways, and it’s because of bike riders.
Cars can be heard coming. By the time you hear a bike, it’s usually on top of you.
Did I mention cars stay the hell of the sidewalk? Bike riders will ride on the sidewalk even when there’s a bike lane AND no traffic in the street right next to them. It’s illegal in Pennsylvania to ride on the sidewalk, but they don’t care.
On foot, and at low speeds (which are the usual speeds in a dense urban area), cars are generally easier to avoid than bikes. One, cars can’t fall over sideways on you. Two, they can’t weave as nimbly, or wobble as drunkenly, as cyclists. It’s a real bitch trying to stay out of the way of someone whose way is changing from second to second.
Drivers have to get licenses, and so at one time in their lives had to show a nodding acquaintance with the traffic laws and the safe operation of their vehicle. But my neighborhood has three university campuses. Every new semester brings new students. And every damn one of them can legally hop on a bike they haven’t ridden since junior high and wobble off down the streets, jinking and lurching madly from side to side. Or hop on a bike they’re ridden quite a lot, and take off down the sidewalk as if it was their private slalom run and the people on it marker gates. Wheee!
They don’t know the laws, they have no idea they should follow the laws, and with no education requirements, and no licenses to revoke or license plates to trace, they can’t be made to care. Drivers can be made to care, so they act better.
“Better” is still pretty assholish, mind you. My neighborhood is full of jackass drivers. But it’s absolutely CRAMMED with jackass bike riders.