October 23, 2007
You are on Your Own.
The Right Hook
If you’ve ridden your bike around Philly, you’re probably familiar with an interesting phenomenon. There you are, passing a car on the right and all the sudden…wait a fuckingmoment the fucker is turning right into me!
This 19 year old girl wasn’t lucky enough to give the driver the finger afterwards. No, the driver wasn’t cited. She was in the bike lane, at a red light which, coincidentally, probably also placed here smack dab in the blind spot of the cement truck that crushed her to death.
Earlier this semester, I intentionally crossed an intersection in front of an SUV who decided that since I was on a bike, I didn’t have the right of way. My buddy, who had riding behind me, later informed me that the guys who had called me a “fucking faggot”, later informed me that they were uniformed cops.
I guess this is just a reminder kids. You are on your own, and no level of compliance with stop signs/traffic lights/signaling is guaranteed to keep your ass from being smeared on the asphalt.