🚀 go-pugleaf

Blah, Blah, Blah, Yak, Yak, Yak.  You bicycle guys are so funny.  You 
spend all of this time talking about your rights, and what the law is, 
and being kind to the cycle rider, etc, etc.  Pure rubbish.  You cycle 
riders ought to excercise YOUR RIGHTS in the Dallas/Ft Worth rush hour 
traffic.  The way the cowboys drive here in this neck of the woods, the 
score would be pickup truck: 1, cyclest: 0.  Better still, make it a 
group outting for the day.  The score?  pickup truck: 6, cyclest: 0.

The point is this.  Start wobbling that "two-wheeler" into the road in 
front of a car or truck and your probably going to get your ass run 
over.  Pure and simple guys.  The law and justice is after the fact.  At 
worst for the car/truck driver is that he goes to jail for a short time.  
The worst for the cyclist: HE IS DEAD.  Yup, thats right partner.  For 
all of your talk, you can still look like "Willie Coyote" flat as a 
pancake laying their drying in the sun in the middle of the road.  Why 
in the heck you cycle guys want to argue your rights when a few thousand 
pounds of massive metal is heading right for your skinny ass, I don't 
know.  It sure is silly to me.
 
You think that everyone is going to be standing up for you here on the 
internet after you get creamed by a Mack truck.  Do ya think they'll be 
talking about poor old "Bob" and how some driver just wasn't patient 
enough with him on his bike.  "Heck fire" no.  You'll just be dead.  The 
only one that will really remember you is that guy who is helping your widow 
spend that insurance money down in Florida while he is cha-cha with her 
all night long.  But don't worry, there is solitude in the fact that you 
died or got injured for the principal of it all.  Maybe they'll bury you 
in that spandex suit, the one with the tire tread up the back of it.  
That way you can depart this world making a statement.  I am sure that 
will slow all of the automobile traffic down for you guys.

TH......