{"id":891,"date":"2009-03-19T21:57:28","date_gmt":"2009-03-19T10:57:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/?p=891"},"modified":"2009-03-29T12:31:13","modified_gmt":"2009-03-29T01:31:13","slug":"im-so-angry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/?p=891","title":{"rendered":"I’m So ANGRY!"},"content":{"rendered":"

Ok, so I’m just ripping off content from Bill<\/a><\/strong>, (and a few days late none the less, despite being a few hours ahead) but this is an interesting column piece<\/a><\/strong> from the Times over in bad teeth land (England). Ignore the random tripe in the bottom half, it’s the top stuff that you might find interesting. I love a good, angry, pro-cyclist rant, especially one that tackles the ol’ red light issue. After taking part in a university study regarding the attitudes and opinions of cyclists and motorists (towards cyclists), I was left fairly bloody shit scared. Reading the end result and the quotes from motorists, I finally realised how much bloody danger we are in when we’re out there. People actually want to kill us. They fantasise about swerving into us, or deliberately dooring us, or using actual weapons to gun us down. What the fuck? How can a simple form of transport inspire such hatred? I’ve always been an aggressive rider when I’m on the street. I’m sure I’ve documented it here, but I’d rather have someone aware of me and angry, than completely oblivious to my existence. I’d also rather stay as far ahead of cars as possible, where I’m visible and obvious, and hopefully not slowing anyone down. Apparently this just makes me an object of rage though, so it’s obvious you can’t win. The solution? Ride like a mad fucker, take your life into your own hands, and do what it takes to stay alive on your bike.<\/p>\n

Sure, it’s important that we have well mannered, hi-vis clad cycling advocates who are doing their best to make things better for us (I honestly salute you guys, you do good!), but it ain’t going to stop some angry redneck bogan fuckwit with a small dick and a big car from taking it personally when I overtake him and retaliating by putting me under when wheels of his truck. Similarly, it’s not going to stop the middle aged family man who’s heading to work and gets sick of being passed by someone on a vehicle that costs 1\/30th of what his car loan is worth, and looks like they’re having a lot more fun than him, and as such decideds that a love-tap is what’s deserved. And it sure as hell isn’t going to stop the fucked up, angst-ridden, sexually confused and over-homeworked P plater from thinking the ultimate display of superiority is to rev their engine and speed past an inch away from my bars travelling at twice the legal limit.<\/p>\n

The fact is, nothing’s going to stop that, no matter what we do. Motorists hate us and there is no rhyme or reason to it. We can do no right, and when we try, it’s wrong. Our existence is a bane to the egos of motorists across the world, and we’re not going anywhere. So as far as I’m concerned, getting there alive is priority number one.<\/p>\n

But I’ll try and be polite about it along the way.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Ok, so I’m just ripping off content from Bill, (and a few days late none the less, despite being a few hours ahead) but this is an interesting column piece from the Times over in bad teeth land (England). Ignore the random tripe in the bottom half, it’s the top stuff that you might find … Continue reading “I’m So ANGRY!”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/891"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=891"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/891\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":960,"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/891\/revisions\/960"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=891"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=891"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bottlesandchains.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=891"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}