Cyclists

I have a love-hate relationship with the bicyclists of this pro-bike haven, and this morning brought out the hate. While on errands I almost got creamed by a bicyclist. Now this is a figure of speech describing motion vectors because, in fact, the bike guy, not I, would have been creamed if this had not been a near miss. But here's what brought out the hate: the asshole yelled at me for being in the way when he ran a red light! Alas, this is more typical than one would hope. These folks feel so environmentally superior that a car obeying the law gets trumped by a law-breaking bike every time. And these fascists think they are progressives, which only gives us (progressives) a bad name. Grr,