On the way home tonight, I was following another cyclist and we hit a yellow
light. I could have laid on the brakes and stopped, but I pedaled on. I
saw the light turn red as I passed exactly underneath it. An old Lincoln
next to me did the opposite and stopped. I immediately heard a stream of
yelling from the car, something along the lines of RED LIGHT! BIKES FOLLOW
THE LAWS TOO! Then he (it became it was obvious then it was the passenger)
yelled the same thing again as he passed us.
As fate would have it, I stopped alongside him at the next light, and
snapped to a stop alongside his window. He rolled it down and started his
tirade, to which I interrupted at great volume: Is this (pointing at my
bike) going to kill anyone? Is that? (pointing at his buddy's car). Upon
noticing the light was now green, I said "Green means go!" (I guess the cars
in line were more anxious to see the show than get home) and started
pedaling off. He remarked something about my "[censored] bike" to which I
yelled (as he was a few yards ahead now) TOUGH GUY IN THE CAR! (Short for
"You're a real tough guy in the car) Which had more effect as he was passing
a wide paved area his buddy could easily pull over in.
Although I probably should have grin and borne it, I seemed to have lost
that ability after a tour in Iraq and having colleagues die in helicopter
crashes in Afghanistan.
Next time I will try: Do you do this to cars? I'm not going to kill
anyone. Why go all Barney Fife on me? then a mocking "Citizen's arrest!
Citizen's arrest! (Yes I know that was actually Gomer) He rode his bike
through a red light! If I have time I will add: "Why don't you go slow
traffic down on the Interstate? That might save actually save somebody."
That sounds about right, more questioning and mocking than confrontational.
I mean what could be more silly than going ape [censored] about a bike "impeding
safety" on roads full of vehicles with 100 times more impact force.
--
Robert Haston
Satellite Beach, FL