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I feel sorry for the maimed thumb. It needs a more responsible owner. Someone who does not deliberately make another person angry, inviting trouble. That driver! The nerve to get irate! Why, he was only on his way towards the airport. Or only his mother was sick. Or he was only low on Insulin and was on the way home to get his next dose. Come one, chill out man, participate! You're busy wanting to catch your plane and miss being part of a political event? A political event? Hm. How is it political that "people can ride bikes to get places?" What is political about it? What does this have to do with government or political parties? Or what is political about the shocking revelation that people don't need their cars to get everywhere? Maybe it is political in the sense that politics is the plaything of dumb people with an agenda. "Yes, I want drivers to be more aware of me so I will really piss them off now, so the next time they see me they will give me a hug and carry me across the street." Marvelous! Drivers do have to be aware of cyclists, but creating hostility towards cyclists is not the kind of awareness I would want to arise towards me if I were a cyclist with an ounce of brains. Okay, so it is not a political statement, it is a family event. Yeah, like the family picnic of your neighbor that goes on until 3 AM with loud music blaring, drunk people yelling, barbecue smoke pouring in your window. A family of rude, inconsiderate, selfish, "if it feels good, it IS good" people. A family, but not a family I would want to be a member of. Too bad for the Reader for missing the opportunity to do some analysis of the phenomenon. Instead, we get the picture of a thumb, an uncritical regurgitation of the platitudes uttered by the bikers and yet another, old, tired, uber-predictable, cookie-cutter cheap shot at the police.— December 6, 2008 1:42 p.m.
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I see where the writer is coming from. I myself, in a parallel fashion, never wanted to move to National City — not with its swarming drug dealers and brown-power, Aztlan-is-ours ethos, its dust covered streets, its homies in SUVs, that whole dangerous ghetto scene. And where the hell was the “nation”? The only difference is that I would not boast about my prejudices in a publication. Well ... probably not the only difference...— April 2, 2008 9:06 p.m.