It's incredible how much space is given to a few people in motor vehicles vs so many more people on foot or wheels. It's a vast inequity.
Nowhere is this more stark than #ShibuyaCrossing; the world's busiest pedestrian crossing with as many as 3,000 people crossing at a time. Compared to around 12 cars fromone direction of the junction in one sequence. #Urbanism #CitiesForPeople
#Instagram used to just be a place I'd post photos and use filters which would make them look quite cool.
Then it sort of became a place to flex and show off, although that didn't really affect me.
Although more recently there seems to be a lot more hostility in comments from private accounts and I was wondering why...
I think it might be because people can link their Facebook account and are bringing the cultural hostility from #Facebook.
The Met #police reckon this officer was "moving" this person "for their own safety" which presumably is why he dumped him in front of vehicles then?
The first instinct for the #MetPolice is always to lie.
The Met #police reckon this officer was "moving" this person "for their own safety" which presumably is why he dumped him in front of vehicles then?
The first instinct for the #MetPolice is always to lie.
The Met #police reckon this officer was "moving" this person "for their own safety" which presumably is why he dumped him in front of vehicles then?
The first instinct for the #MetPolice is always to lie.
The Met #police reckon this officer was "moving" this person "for their own safety" which presumably is why he dumped him in front of vehicles then?
The first instinct for the #MetPolice is always to lie.
My colleague with Vietnamese heritage said today that he was in a restaurant at the weekend with his family and got a load of racist abuse.
The racists, the homophobes, the transphobes, and the anti-Semites have become emboldened by politicians who want them to be bigots because it benefits them.
But they should know that they will be beaten back into the cess pit where they belong because hate never wins.
For the avoidance of doubt, I had a black t-shirt on, black jeans, and a black Ctrl Couriers cycling cap on, with a pony tail. I wasn't dressed particularly feminine and I don't need to dress in any way for anybody else.
I honestly feel like I've had enough. I don't know what else to do. Every single bit of my life at the moment is conflict.
I really really dislike humans in vehicles. Never do you meet people displaying such disgusting, dangerous, and damaging behaviour is when people are behind the wheel.
It's why I rarely drive now too. I can't stand being around people in cars.
Also because I was "holding up" a guy in a car he shouted "fucking wanker!" at me when it turned off to the left behind me.
Again on camera.
Three blokes in a scaffolding truck nearly killed me with a close pass and then at the lights shouted "Are you a boy or a girl?" at me.
These people have been programmed into hating cyclists and also, now, hating any gender non-conformity.
Luckily I have a rear-facing camera and a report is going off to the police now.
Sterling work by Led By Donkeys who have put 150 of these posters up in towns and cities across Britain.
We are an insane species.
By diverting waste from our excessive consumption of meat into fuel to fractionally greenwash our addiction to flying, we end up clearing more tropical forests to source palm oil for pet food.
So much idiocy in a single paragraph.
The epitaphs written to this “civilisation” will not be kind.
My mum, dad, brother and me was the only close family I've had, and very likely will have.
It's a strange thing to come to terms with and most people have close families that they live with but I guess I'll live my life without one.
It's ok, but it feels lonely sometimes.
Also if I want a cup of tea I always need to make it myself. ☺️
How funny. I was watching a film about cycling in the Lake District. It was really the destination of most of our holidays when I was a kid because we couldn't afford to go abroad (also the lakes is amazing) I thought about Grasmere where my family and I went on holiday and immediately burst into tears, feeling a sense of loss.
My parents aren't here anymore and it was a happy time. I'll have to go back to visit again one day. To rekindle those memories.
Level 8 Human Bike Rider. Ex-racer. #Vegan for the animals. Northumbrian in London. Interested in #Cycling, #CargoBikes, #CitiesForPeople, #ActiveTravel, #NoNationsNoBorders, and equity for all. #BikeTooter. My best mate is a small dog.
#BlackLivesMatter #ProtectTransLives #CriticalMass
Also tooting about metal over at @haustsdottir.