That's it! I've tried so hard no to use this blog to whine and rail against things I don't like but enough is enough! Yesterday, riding to work and back in the winter dark I got abused and threatened by no less than five drivers. One in a monster B-double.
I just don't get these guys, and yes, they're all guys. What is it about their lives that makes it seem like some kind of affirmation to lean out the window and yell unintelligible abuse at a cyclist riding to work?
I must clarify that in every case I was riding on a marked road shoulder, well out of the path of motor vehicles and was in no way impeding anyone's progress, even for a second. I had two headlights, both on, three tail lights on, reflectors under the seat and on my rear mudguard, reflector anklets and strips on my jersey and helmet. I hardly took anyone by surprise.
I had two drivers who approached from behind running their wheel down the textured lane edging to deliberately intimidate me and yelled out the window as they passed. That's really keen. It was two degrees. One of them swerved onto the shoulder after passing me.
Are these guy's penises that tiny? Are their lives that empty and meaningless? Are they so stupid, uneducated, bored, powerless and impotent that this makes them feel better? If these guys were our ancestral blue-green algae, life on earth would have died out almost immediately because they never would have scored a date with any girl algae. (Skillsy, if you point out that algae are bacteria and replicate by simple cell division, I'll have to scream! I'm ranting here.)
Come to that I'm pretty sure algae are smarter than these blokes. I seem to remember the algae voting one of these guys out of the house on big brother. Just imagine if they could text "Evict" to 1319CRAIG, he would have been gone sooner.
Having endured this homicidally dangerous stupidity, I was alerted to this gem from one of nature's gentlemen, the taxi driver. I've just got to get me an RPG launcher fitted to my bike.
There, that feels better. The tragedy is that I've just done the educated, up-myself, middle-class, boorish, greenie, compu-geek equivalent of winding down my window and yelling "blllooowwwwwwwerrd" at them. Now who's the clueless loser?
Thursday, 24 July 2008
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Yesterday I was told to "Get a car, you far-can-ee-de-yacht!" Again. Is it the same clown offering this advice over and over, or are the clueless yobs that clueless and unimaginative?
There's really no point letting them know that they've got to you, so these day I tend to just smile and wave (although I might not alway use all of my fingers).
Glad you enjoyed "that gem". I've felt the need for a bit of ranting lately too. Have been enjoying yours as well.
Neil
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