ProHi Bikers: Please Learn how to Ride (BK ain't the 'Burbs)

Ok Chuckles, you're a bit late to this thread, so here's a recap:

My mistake in trying to be reasonable and polite. If you reread my post you'll see that, unlike you, I made no claims to being perfect as either a driver or a bicyclist, nor to any right to lecture other people as if I were perfect.

And you're not really making me chuckle. I'd describe it more as laughing out loud.

Subject: Re: beware the fat stroller dads of b heights

integrityman wrote: why do you think you deserve special permission, because you bought a $500 stroller that takes up most of the sidewalk?

Um...if you're on a bike, you're not supposed to be riding on the sidewalk anyway, so what the hell does it matter to you how big someone's stroller is??

Thanks for giving us other bikers a bad name, "integrity."

EastOfFlatbush wrote: (and yes, if a car is double-parked so there's barely enough room for a car, I will ride in the middle of the street and I will take my lane which I have a legal right to until I get past that double-parked car, regardless of whether you honk like a ----head.)

I got in a nose-to-nose argument about this just the other day. I was in the bike lane and there were two double-parked cars, the first on the right, the second on the left. I was going at a good clip, but some assmunch came flying up behind me. The double-parked car on the right made him have to enter the bike lane behind me. The second car, double-parked on the left in the bike lane, was only a 4-5 car lengths ahead so I continued on through the "S" with this jackass riding me, maybe a car length behind. I looked back and gave him the death stare as much as possible while navigating. After the lanes both opened up, fucker had the nerve to pull up along side me and say, "better ride faster next time, buddy" I laid in to him with a tirade of "fucks" "assholes" etc, etc, etc. In an effort to play tough-guy, he stopped his car and got out to challenge me.
"You better ride faster next time, or I'll run you down" says he.
"Fuck you - I'm entitled to the lane, asshole."
"No you're not. Not in this state."
"You want me to call a fuckin' cop and ask him?!"
"Why you gotta get all nasty and call people assholes?"
"Hmmm. I think that I'd rather have you call me an asshole than threaten me with your 2-ton car, riding on my ass, asshole."
At this point, he resorted to weak shit like telling me that I was acting immature by shouting in his face and *gasp* making a scene, then he actually had the nerve to say that he was in the right 'cause he's a New Yorker, and he grew up here. Fuck you, you fuckin' fuck.

WhyFi wrote:

At this point, he resorted to weak shit like telling me that I was acting immature by shouting in his face and *gasp* making a scene, then he actually had the nerve to say that he was in the right 'cause he's a New Yorker, and he grew up here. Fuck you, you fuckin' fuck.

Yeah, then he came home and posted to his local message board about all the ignorant cyclists on the road...

WhyFi wrote: [quote=EastOfFlatbush](and yes, if a car is double-parked so there's barely enough room for a car, I will ride in the middle of the street and I will take my lane which I have a legal right to until I get past that double-parked car, regardless of whether you honk like a ----head.)

I got in a nose-to-nose argument about this just the other day. I was in the bike lane and there were two double-parked cars, the first on the right, the second on the left. I was going at a good clip, but some assmunch came flying up behind me. The double-parked car on the right made him have to enter the bike lane behind me. The second car, double-parked on the left in the bike lane, was only a 4-5 car lengths ahead so I continued on through the "S" with this jackass riding me, maybe a car length behind. I looked back and gave him the death stare as much as possible while navigating. After the lanes both opened up, fucker had the nerve to pull up along side me and say, "better ride faster next time, buddy" I laid in to him with a tirade of "fucks" "assholes" etc, etc, etc. In an effort to play tough-guy, he stopped his car and got out to challenge me.
"You better ride faster next time, or I'll run you down" says he.
"Fuck you - I'm entitled to the lane, asshole."
"No you're not. Not in this state."
"You want me to call a fuckin' cop and ask him?!"
"Why you gotta get all nasty and call people assholes?"
"Hmmm. I think that I'd rather have you call me an asshole than threaten me with your 2-ton car, riding on my ass, asshole."
At this point, he resorted to weak shit like telling me that I was acting immature by shouting in his face and *gasp* making a scene, then he actually had the nerve to say that he was in the right 'cause he's a New Yorker, and he grew up here. Fuck you, you fuckin' fuck.

OMG. That sounds like the same guy who hassled me with his giant mastiff dog. Guy lets the dog's leash way out (it's really long) so the dog blocks the entire Eastern Parkway walking path. My small dog starts out friendly, then snaps unpredictably at big dogs, so I try to keep him away from big dogs. The a**hole saw me trying to keep a distance from his dog, and let the dog wander right up to us. I told him to pull the dog back. He started in with the 'ol, "I'm a native Brooklynite and this is how it is around here...blah blah...if you don't like it move...blah...gentrifier..blah blah...new people" (actually I'm poor and not new here)

Was your guy bald, thirties, white and a little chubby? Maybe it's the same jerk with the mastiff dog.

Bikes on sidewalks: the wide stretch between the Brooklyn Museum and the Library is infested with them. I can't tell you how much I hate them blasting past me out of nowhere, scaring the beejeezus out of me, often missing me by inches. And of course no one uses bicycle bells to let pedestrians know you're coming.

leet wrote: He started in with the 'ol, "I'm a native Brooklynite and this is how it is around here...blah blah...if you don't like it move...blah...gentrifier..blah blah...new people" (actually I'm poor and not new here)

Dim people tend to use whatever they can in an argument. The fact that these people were natives doesn't have much to do with anything, except now you have yet another street cred story to use when you complain about the townies at your roof parties.

The only reason yups don't use the same technique in an argument is because it would sound pretty ridiculous to be like "I'm a yuppie transplant from Cesspool Cul de sac, and I pulled up in a U-Haul with my fugly wife and cat 6 months ago, so blah blah blah.."