I lived in Berkeley from 1987-2003 and it is just settled that if you are driving, you are way below pedestrians and bikes in the order of the universe. Pedestrians and bikes RULE there - and rightly so.
No right to drive, only to ride bikes on the roads payed for by gas taxes. About enforcement, well I'm sure the biker in front of me Sunday didn't really mean to run the stop sign and cut in front of me; nor did he really use that slow/stop signal to mean he was going to stop at the next stop sign, that was really for the left turn he made after running the next sign.
Where's a texting teenage driver when you need one?
Roll your eyes all you want but that's the reality of life in America. I live near (never again IN) Eugene, OR, one of the most bicycle-centric places I've seen this side of Amsterdam, NL. In the past 25 years, I doubt I've seen a single bike rider obey a single traffic law. They blow through stop signs and red lights, they ride against traffic on one-way streets, they're on sidewalks, they wouldn't know a signal-of-intent if it slapped them in the face. And, yes, the gas taxes paid by most Oregonians fund their little happy ground of anarchy. It's no wonder I quit riding bicycles in Eugene in the mid-70s; I kept getting run over by bicyclists.
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I lived in Berkeley from 1987-2003 and it is just settled that if you are driving, you are way below pedestrians and bikes in the order of the universe. Pedestrians and bikes RULE there - and rightly so.
No right to drive, only to ride bikes on the roads payed for by gas taxes. About enforcement, well I'm sure the biker in front of me Sunday didn't really mean to run the stop sign and cut in front of me; nor did he really use that slow/stop signal to mean he was going to stop at the next stop sign, that was really for the left turn he made after running the next sign.
Where's a texting teenage driver when you need one?
only to ride bikes on the roads payed for by gas taxes.
/rolls eyes
Roll your eyes all you want but that's the reality of life in America. I live near (never again IN) Eugene, OR, one of the most bicycle-centric places I've seen this side of Amsterdam, NL. In the past 25 years, I doubt I've seen a single bike rider obey a single traffic law. They blow through stop signs and red lights, they ride against traffic on one-way streets, they're on sidewalks, they wouldn't know a signal-of-intent if it slapped them in the face. And, yes, the gas taxes paid by most Oregonians fund their little happy ground of anarchy. It's no wonder I quit riding bicycles in Eugene in the mid-70s; I kept getting run over by bicyclists.
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