Posted on 01/23/2014 4:18:47 PM PST by Kaslin
WASHINGTON -- There are many different indicators of an unhappy society.
Sociologists point to crime rates, suicide rates, the incidence of divorce, even the frequency of customers leaving the lights on in public restrooms. Economists point to economic growth rates, unemployment rates and the University of Michigan's monthly economic outlook for the United States. One of my own personal favorites is the sudden transformation of the republic's healthy, happy, rosy-cheeked bicycle riders into a mob of angry cranks. It happens every few decades and is a sure sign of an unhappy society.
I remember back in the late 1970s when, come to think of it, Jimmy Carter was in office. The economy was in a tailspin. Moreover, things were not going well for us abroad, for instance, in foreign capitals, at some of our embassies and with the then Soviet Union. At the time the country's sociologists, economists and other students of the American condition brought forth their indicators of social unease, and they were alarmed. Yet, I looked beyond those indicators to the nation's bicycle riders and I found them irritable, touched by the anarchists' itch and nearing urban revolution. In the late 1970s, if you took into account the findings of the nation's sociologists and economists and my own gauge of social unrest -- that is the bicycle riders -- I think you would agree: America was in a hell of a mess. It would take a very great statesman to reverse things.
Today all sane Americans rejoice in knowing that Ronald Reagan was there in the wings, waiting to come on stage and save us from the Carter malaise and its concomitants: crime, unemployment, low-growth, the Soviet Union and those people who neglected to turn the lights out in public restrooms. Doubtless today there is a candidate in the wings ready to try his or her hand at returning America to its customary vibrancy. Contrary to our current president, general unhappiness, low growth and foreign policy amateurism are not the norm. We do not have to endure it. America's best days are not over. Who will lead us out of the drear I do not know, but as everyone knows, the Republicans have a very healthy field of presidential aspirants. Competent candidates are available.
However, I fear the nation's angry bicycle riders are going to be with us for a while. In a few years, President Barack Obama might be back in Chicago as former-President Obama, organizing illegal aliens or whatever, and the gloomy riders will still be out there arrogating to themselves their bike lanes. Hillary Rodham Clinton will be securely in retirement, all her dreams of presidential grandeur vanquished, and still the militant bicyclists will be riding down the middle of Main Street presuming to slow down traffic to a modest ten miles an hour and making inscrutable hand signals to drivers in every direction. This time around, unlike the late 1970s, their anger is seemingly unappeasable, and they have local government on their side, especially in blue state constituencies.
Now comes a calm voice of reason, a full professor of law from a highly respected university, George Mason University. He is Professor Frank Buckley and he has viewed the pedaling indignados on his King Street thoroughfare in historic Alexandria humanely. Each day, 15,000 commuters pass his house headed to work on this ancient two-lane street. It is barely 30 feet wide. At rush hour it is dangerous. Even in off-hours it is congested. Yet Buckley is glad to have the occasional pedalers with him and his neighbors on the sidewalk. He is resisting their demands to take away street parking rights for dedicated bike lanes. He sees it as a national movement that is anti-automobile and anti-modernity.
Of course he is right. These are not cyclists in pursuit of scenery and good health. If they were, they would be riding along the 35 miles of bike trails that the community has maintained for them. They are angry obsessive utopians that would make their anti-people campaign -- their anti-freedom campaign -- the first battle in an attempt to take over the way normal Americans live. They are a social indicator of unhappy times that, God willing, are about to end.
In Alexandria, as in Los Angeles, Boston, and other cities where the angry bicycle riders have made a lunge for power, they are being resisted. My guess is cooler heads will prevail. Bikes, pedestrians and automobiles have coexisted on sidewalks and streets for decades. The angry bicycle rider is an indicator of angry times. With the passing of President Obama, times will be getting better. With his replacement in the White House, Americans will smile again, even bicyclers.
I am keeping a close eye on our downtown
The powers that be have installed bikes and bike racks for pay, like luggage baskets at the airport and have started to put road blocks up various places downtown.
I suspect soon they will attempt to ban automobiles downtown.
Im guessing that if bikers could put bumper stickers on their bikes most of the rude and angry ones would be touting Obama.Biden...2008 and 2012!
I live in Bike Paradise...so to speak..and the rudest bikers are the heavily “costumed” would be lance armstrong types who insist that the streets and roads are THEIRS...and they are allowing us to share THEIR Road!
who know what they will do when their hero lil Mister Zero is finally out of the Whitehouse
MAMIL
middle aged men in lycra
LOL
Thumb tacks all along the side of the road..... Boxes and boxes of thumb tacks all along the side of the road....
Lots of cyclists are conservative. Some are concealed carry. And no one appreciates tacks on the road. That’s asinine.
middle aged men in lycra
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‘People’ tell me I should be bicycling for my health.
I look at the helmets, only thing worse than a ‘chubby’ in velcro can/would be a naked ‘old lady’ with saggers who had been tattooed in another era. (Think scrubbing your eyeballs after conjuring up EITHER vision).
Anyway I figure that by the time I get all ‘garbed’ up I will forget what I was going to do, OR, at the very least I would have changed my mind.
You wanna know why those bike riders are mad? Bicycle seats. Try sitting on one for a while. You wanna make the terrorists talk? Put ‘em up on a bicycle seat for an hour. They’ll be begging to tell you the name of their favorite sheep. Yes, I used to ride. I was a trail rider. One of my buddies got washed away in the river we were riding through. THAT kind of trail riding. By the weekend, I was bleeding and crying and purposely darting in front of cars so they would kill me while saying, “My. Doesn’t he look fit?” They don’t need bike lanes. They need bicycle seats that aren’t outlawed by the Geneva Convention.
It’s been 30 years since that last time I’d ridden a bicycle when I started back this past fall. Pain in the ass indeed.
It’s bike trails and bike lanes only except on my longest ride of 17 miles I had to take 4 miles of county roads to avoid having to double back on a bad stretch of trail.
There’s too much paranoia riding with cars. I don’t see how cyclists can enjoy it.
Queuing up the popcorn. Bike-lane threads can be as much fun as the McCain and McRomney threads were ;’)
Bicyclists should get rid of the queer suits and wear conical rice hats instead.
What gets me about bike riders is that they think they don’t have to stop at a stop sign, or red line and that they ride against traffic instead of with it where there are no bike lanes
Here in Idaho, bicyclists aren't legally required to stop at stop signs or red lights, unless traffic conditions dictate it. IOW, if the intersection is empty, just blow on through.
Riding against traffic, on the other hand, is just stupid. Most of the bike/car accidents here in Boise are the result of cyclists being boneheads, and doing things just like that.
Remember Segways? They wore bicycle helmets on those too. I think of Jeff Bezos on a Segway and it makes me laugh.
It was always stressful riding a bicycle in the city.
Now I drive a six-cylinder SUV.
I like this line from “You, Me & Dupree”:
“You get your first ten-speed bike, and suddenly you’re Lance Armstrong!”
Open Carry of a High Powered Firearm Helps Other Drivers Keep Their Distance and Maintain Traffic Separation...
On my recumbent I don’t get the numb wrists or numb crotch.
Had it custom made by a great conservative guy in Lincoln Nebraska.
LaBent by LaDue. His name is Denny and he loves Sarah Palin as much as I do. He could build you a frame with only one measurement, the x-seam. You sit against a wall on the ground, legs out and measure from wall to bottom of your feet.
I like mine. It’s like a Cadillac of bicycles. Mine’s red powder-coated. 26” wheel in back and 20” in front. 100psi tires. It’s very fast.
Yeah, but any weapon isn’t going to help after you’ve been crushed by someone testing on their phone.
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