I fail to see the humor. What good is the feeling of righteousness when you’re dead? I have a different outlook than my bicycle peers. I’m more vulnerable and

I fail to see the humor. What good is the feeling of righteousness when you’re dead? I have a different outlook than my bicycle peers. I’m more vulnerable and when I’m surrounded by traffic where a car can just get out of a lane and into mine, I slow down in that situation and don’t get pissy when it happens because I don’t care about being right I care about arriving at my destination safe and alive. Even if it means 1 minute late since I had to slow down to a jerk driver. Washington DC has some of the worst bicycle culture I’ve ever seen. Blowing red lights, asserting right of way over pedestrians and cars whenever it suites them, doing 50kmh on mount Vernon trail with pedestrians and small children everywhere. And a piss poor attitude to top it off when someone dares slow them down.