Is it time to start calling out bad cyclists?

To the brakeless chap speeding up Shaftesbury towards New Oxford street, yes, you are fast, yes you can ride, but being a class A dicknut is optional. There is nothing to prove by jumping that junction, cutting a cyclist so suddenly she falls and forcing the bus behind her to slam dem brakes and nearly turn her into red paste. I don't wish you harm, but I seriously wish you'd hit a pothole so hard after that, your mash would have turned into literal mash. If you're on here, you ride like a forced shart and you don't deserve to be on the street.

Yeah, sorry that was me.
I thought I saw something move at the end of the road so was hurrying over to see what it might be.
(Turned out to be nothing, lol)

Fixie twatter on Tooley St. Jumping a pedestrian crossing when it was red and people were walking makes you a cunt. At the next crossing tutting because I was waiting and you could not squeeze past made you look like an impatient fool. Getting off your bike to walk past me, clattering into my bike as you got back on the road and then faffing around getting ready after the lights had changed showed your cretinous status. Why are there so many idiot cyclists in Southwark?

It was RPM.

Was it fuck. I was in 'Shaftesbury' today, not Tooley street.

No cyclists bothered me tonight

Jimmy likes cyclists. Cyclists don't bother Jimmy.

Was it fuck. I was in 'Shaftesbury' today, not Tooley street.

Do you mean Shaftesbury in Central?

By 'bad cyclists', are we actually talking about people who have a prejudice against cycles? Are they likely to set up a political party that promotes cyclism, dishing out thinly veiled hatred about washing machine programs or the progression of the seasons or whatever?

I hate the water cycle, you know, when water evaporates from the surfaces of lakes and oceans into the atmosphere. When the atmosphere cools, clouds form, damn their hide, and when those clouds hit land and high ground, the bloody water that was happily sitting there in the lakes and oceans comes down as rain and I get all my lovely Rapha kit damp. Plus it ruined this years Giro.

Damn you water cycle, damn you to hell

Calm down love. Must be that time in the cycle.

I want to see a Psy cull

Yo dawg?

By 'bad cyclists', are we actually talking about people who have a prejudice against cycles? Are they likely to set up a political party that promotes cyclism, dishing out thinly veiled hatred about washing machine programs or the progression of the seasons or whatever?

I think it's about people who are 'bad' at being cyclists. Like me, I hardly ever ride a bike and make excuses as to why I don't use one as a mode of transport. As opposed to regular cyclists who are simply bad at riding their bikes: they wobble, skid and ride like monkeys humping beach balls. But they do it every day.

Right, I see. Having once been quite good at being a cyclist, I think I'm struggling with it now. Unlike yourself, I still ride a bicycle for fun, fitness, and utility, but it grows more difficult to reconcile myself to the notion of being a cyclist. I reached the same position regarding being a musician once I'd met a large enough number of them.

You're holding the word in too high esteem I'm a cyclist and statistics prove I'm a lesser one than you.

I like BikeSnob's analogy: "A cyclist is someone who rides a bike even if they don't need to."

I smoked some fools on the ride today, ba-raap ba-raap went my AK blough! They be dead now

^^you may have misinterpreted my post. We're onto the notion of identity now, wholly dissociated from ideas of prowess or worth or time-spent-in-the-saddle or whatever you want to call it.

Also, I don't really rank words. They're all good, and they're all shit. Pragmatics trumps semantics. Context is king, much moreso than Chris.

shit got real

I want to see a Psy cull

Haz some rep

I reached the same position regarding being a musician once I'd met a large enough number of them.

Me too, although it was more about the (lack of) quality of life. Bit like working in cycling really!

Right, I see. Having once been quite good at being a cyclist, I think I'm struggling with it now. Unlike yourself, I still ride a bicycle for fun, fitness, and utility, but it grows more difficult to reconcile myself to the notion of being a cyclist. I reached the same position regarding being a musician once I'd met a large enough number of them.

Get it = dont make a career out of it.

Glad that the bloke on the Boris that got hit by the taxi 10 ish tonight on Cannon Street was alright, standing up in the middle of the road kind of going "WTF" ?!? when I left, no real harm done....luckily.

Although the answer to the WTF is if you and your two mates do cycle through the red lights at the bottom of New Change on the wrong side of the road directly into a line of on coming traffic ( inc. me) at a fair speed then there is a real chance that you're goin to get knocked off.

A very luck drunk ?

Guy on a yellow steel fixed, football socks and shorts, white skate helmet and leather taped bars. On borough high street southbound yesterday eve:

You're a prick. An erratic, dangerous, irritating, overconfident prick.

If It were me you nearly hit by bowling around the opposite side of all the traffic islands at the lights, I would fucking deck you. Luckily for you, it was only a couple of suits and a moped you nearly swiped out.

Rage!