I am a trafikhybrid. Both can walk, cycle, take public transport and drive a car. Just like most in Stockholm. Nonetheless, there is a clear us and them on city streets.
the Cyclists against the motorists do you think instinctively. But my toughest cykelkonflikter is always with tvåhjulsfränder. Bikers who hate other bikers.
as elcykelpendlare was lovely. The wind in your hair and the thc in the blood up bridges and slopes. Unfortunately, even the ”Fucking idiot!” every day.
I wonder what a ”fucking idiot” if the day does with a man on the run. Not that I think I'm an idiot. Any errors I make are never in parity with the rough påhoppen. It is actually difficult to know where to go when the road disappears, or how fast you have to pedal in order not to interfere with the racercyklisterna.
evil or ignorance that causes aggressive outcomes and swearing at red lights and intersections. Without the non-existent infrastructure for cycling.
remove the bike path without warning or let it tapered to a pipe cleaner. Surprise with a quaint gatstensparti or a decimeterhög curb. Let the mixed clusters of all pedalslag crowded stop for any red lights.
and cyclists. Some train elitcykling on the way to work, other snigeltrampar at random. All think that everyone should be like them. My call to all the intolerant cyclists, however, is: ”stop fighting and unite you.”
swear words shall we use against the real idiocy of the traffic. If the politicians want everyone to ride a bike, they must also asfaltera for it. Only then do we driving behaviour, in a safe way.