Friday, July 26, 2002

I took the bike trail along Portland all the way home from downtown Minneapolis.  It is a speedy route, but too scary to be enjoyable.  S.U.Vs whipped by at 50 mph inches from my handlebars.  One mistake by either me or a driver and I am hamburger.   I am supposed to be comforted by two white stripes that demarcate a magic zone into which cars can't cross.  Why they have to step on the gas to get to that red light faster is beyond me.  Bikes bring out a lot of aggression in the drivers.  I attribute this to raw american horror for anything small or weak, as a bike inarguably is.  There is a word for this.  Misopedia, the hatred of children.  The cars seem to see the presence of a bike as some kind of challenge to them and I really don't mean it that way.  I am just looking for a way to get where I am going.  4:28:54 PM    comment []

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