So this morning I stuck with the bus + walk instead of heading in on the bike.
Got in at about 9.20. Slip/slide all along the pavements, and had a private hire cab storm down a snowbound Stafford Street just as I was crossing. Just ridiculous. Saw more bikes than yesterday. Hard to explain why I feel the way I do, today is the first time I can remember actually feeling forced off the road. It feels like giving in. And I just can’t fathom the utter stupidity of people, and the lack of any sense of responsibility or compassion towards another human being. What is so important about getting to a destination, or the back of a queue, less than a minute more quickly?
I was reading something today on a blog where a guy who has a 4x4 was crowing about being asked to help out at hospitals and things like that now, when Councils till now have tried to ‘victimise’ the drivers of these cars. A cycling minister (which seems a quaint throwback) was trying to set the record straight in the comments section, and the responses are all about ‘look at this weather, where’s your climate change?’ or basically just saying that a few dead people caused by cars was a price worth paying or one person asking him for statistics of how many drivers are killed trying to avoid weaving cyclists, as if the number would be astronomical (the minister had pointed out the numbers killed and injured by cars and bikes according to DfT stats – the demand for numbers of drivers killed by not trying to kill cyclists suggesting the writer thought the figures would match presumably!).
Seriously, when did actually caring about what happens to other people become so unfashionable?