Via @amichaelcody:
The muscles usage of a cyclist and which muscles fire through the pedal stroke.
Fuck yes. I love it.
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Motherfuckers.
Yesterday’s AotD (Asshole of the Day) was a doozy. Actually, it was a two asshole night. The white truck (with no front license plate) didn’t slow down. I’m merging. If a tractor (another slow moving vehicle) was merging, you’d slow the fuck down and wait for it to merge. He was the real asshole. Probably texting or some shit. The fucker makes the light so I didn’t get a chance to see what was up with him.
Then the fucker in the Mercedes… I admit I misjudged his speed. Fucker was going way too fast at night in a 35 zone. But I was trying to avoid being run over by this fucking truck. And then when he doesn’t make the light, he decides it is time to lecture me on the fucking vehicle code. I dunno if you can hear him, but he’s trying to tell me to use the CROSSWALK to make a fucking left turn. So in other words, I’m a fucking bike, so I’m a second class citizen who can’t use the proper lanes.
My voice sounds like shit (sorry about the sound, I was trying to make the voices come out more) because I’m literally shaking after this. Scared the fuck out of me.
I still can’t believe the guy’s comeback: “Where’s your turn signals?” You’ll hear me pause because I’m shocked he would ask that. EVERYONE should know that you use hand signals. I try to explain this and he LAUGHS.
I wish I had gotten his license plate. I can’t make it out. Anyone help me out?
He did it. He folded under CHP/AAA pressure and he vetoed it.
I haven’t been that hateful of a cyclist recently, but now I’m pissed. Fuck you, Jerry Brown. Fuck you very much.
Pledge some of your money folks. Seriously. It is the least you could do after providing the oil companies with millions.
Similarly with the plongeur. He is a king compared with a rickshaw puller or a gharry pony, but his case is analogous. He is the slave of a hotel or a restaurant, and his slavery is more or less useless. For, after all, where is the real need of big hotels and smart restaurants? They are supposed to provide luxury, but in reality they provide only a cheap, shoddy imitation of it. Nearly everyone hates hotels. Some restaurants are better than others, but it is impossible to get as good a meal in a restaurant as one can get, for the same expense, in a private house. No doubt hotels and restaurants must exist, but there is no need that they should enslave hundreds of people. What makes the work in them is not the essentials; it is the shams that are supposed to represent luxury. Smartness, as it is called, means, in effect, merely that the staff work more and the customers pay more; no one benefits except the proprietor, who will presently buy himself a striped villa at Deauville. Essentially, a ‘smart’ hotel is a place where a hundred people toil like devils in order that two hundred may pay through the nose for things they do not really want. If the nonsense were cut out of hotels and restaurants, and the work done with simple efficiency, plongeurs might work six or eight hours a day instead often or fifteen.
— Orwell, Down and Out in Paris and London
So true, so true. Think also about the daily commuter in his car. Sitting in traffic. Wasting money in faux leather seats. If the nonsense were cut out of commuting, you’d live in a simple flat near work and ride your bike there.
fmfy:
Why is it that my ideal highway is in fucking North Korea? So much hate.
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The thought experiment at the beginning is fantastic. And if you have ever actually tried to ride a bike, you realize the laws of aerodynamics generally keep you from riding “too fast.” Good luck even getting to the speed limit!
So full of hate right now.
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