In a spot of legal bother? Just blame the victim!
Some people don’t like road cyclists. They think we “look gay” in our brightly coloured lycra. Wearing bright colours when cycling serves a useful purpose, so while it mightn’t be the most fashionable, you’ll just have to excuse us. Maybe we could wear dark colours which would be more masculine, but then we’d be harder to see and you’d probably get angry at us for that too.
Today some idiot named Jason intentionally made a pack of 50 cyclists crash. He then sped off and when apprehended by police, claimed that the crash was a result of car trouble.
“I was just driving along and I had a car failure and now I’m in trouble - I dunno.”
So by Jason’s logic, a random group of 50 cyclists have a collective axe to grind on gas/petrol driving Ford Falcon owners. That’s right! Jason is the victim here, not the cyclists.
“I’m not a cyclists hater, I’m not nothing,”
Yes you are Jason. You’re also a liar and a coward.
You mightn’t like us, but next time you are “stuck” behind a group of cyclists, have a little patience. You’ll get past in a few moments… and immediately be stuck behind another obstacle. Do you really think if the group of cyclists weren’t there the traffic would be flowing freely? Of course it wouldn’t. The traffic in Sydney is fucked at the best of times.
Cars kill cyclists. Cyclists occasionally delay cars. The stakes are higher for cyclists. Hold that thought.
Cyclists aren’t going away and nor are cars so let’s all grow up and get along. Hold that thought too.
Edit - Treadly and the BV Forums have some thoughts on Jason too.
Melbourne cabbies demonstrating how to demonstrate
Congratulations to the cabbies of Melbourne for stickin’ it to the man and standing up for what they believe. Cabbies work long hours for little reward so I am glad to see this go their way. Actually because this demonstration was so effective it had to go their way. The pollies and the councilors had no other option.
Politicians barely listen so we need more protests like this one. Getting their kits off as part of the demonstration was the icing on the cabbie cake.
I appreciate a good cabbie and if he drives safely without being asked to, I always leave him a few dollars as a tip… that’s a hint for any cabbies reading this.
Le Tour de Home from Work
Sometimes when I am riding home I pretend I am in a stage of The Tour de France. Today I was in a flat-ish stage but the Merri Creek trail has a few steep bits where you need to be wary of attacks from other riders.
I was in a break-away and was nearing the finish line. We were a group of five but a lady walking her dog off-leash thinned the group to two.
It was down to me and a girl wearing sandals, a puffy jacket and carrying her bag in a basket on her handle bars. Her form looked good. Very good. She was tapping out a good rhythm when all of a sudden her mobile phone rang and she had to stop to answer.
Glory was mine!
Born to choose
My cycle to work takes me past an abortion clinic. Every day three old people stand out the front. Their sole purpose is to confront the abortion clinic’s patients. In doing so they harass people who they know nothing about, nor do they know anything about their circumstances. Despite this they see it as their duty to tell young women what to do with their bodies.
As if having an abortion was not traumatic enough.
As I rode past my eyes met with one of the religious old men. I just shook my head. I did not say a word, I didn’t need to because the look on my face was enough. All the old man said to me was, “That’s your choice”.
Exactly! That’s my choice. What part of “choice” is he unable to grasp?
If there is a God why would he want to be associated with any of these people? The answer is simple. He wouldn’t.
The following day it was raining. On my usual cycle to work I was interested to see that the religious trio were nowhere to be seen. Their faith must be tested too vigorously when the skies opened.
At least now, if you are a woman having to face an abortion you just have to wait for the heavens to open.
Awareness test
The making of the Beijing 2008 Olympic logo
Boys, boys, boys! I’m ready for a good time
For sale: Brand new Giant OCR road bike
Giant road bike in mint condition. No scratches or dents, has only been used once to go to the shops for a coffee. Owner has no use for the bike as he has recently taken up a fulltime position as a sloth.
No reasonable offer will be refused!
The Spring Racing Carnival in Melbourne
A new batch of “fashions” for the big day - $500
Getting your hair styled just like all the other girls are wearing it this year - $200
Oily fried food and warm beer and wine for the day - $300
Having a bit of a shag on a greasy otto bin at the Melbourne Cup - Priceless
The Honorable John Howard, Member for Bennelong
