For obvious reasons, I ride my bike a lot these days. I enjoy the freedom of bike riding; i.e., I wander through traffic as I see fit, and I usually don’t bother with a helmet.
I was riding home from class the other day, when I came up to an intersection where all the lights were red, and the cars were waiting in all directions. That made it a good time to ride through.
Also waiting at the intersection was a woman on a bike. As I passed her, she chanted, “Ride careful, ride safe. If you break a law, you endanger us all.” I guess there’s a slogan for every situation.
She must have been one of our Cambridge tree-huggers. She was fully decked out, with helmet, mirror, gloves, extra pads, and a bell (so if there’s a problem, she tinkles). She had everything but the lycra bike racing outfit, probably because she thinks riding fast in the city is dangerous. She, of course, waited at the red light rather than riding through while traffic is stopped.
Since I’m riding my bike because I’m a dangerous criminal, I figure I might as well just ride on through. But I did have the courtesy to look back as I passed and warn her “Then you’d better be very careful.”