Yes, make things worse to discourage driving

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The Denver Post said in a Sunday morning editorial it is “thrilled” the city remains committed to improving and adding to safer infrastructure for cyclists.

It spent the next several paragraphs with cautions, “questioning the wisdom” of plans for such improvements on Broadway, and saying the city shouldn’t be “spineless in this matter.” Then it wound up being spineless:

In short, we support the addition of bicycle lanes. Just don’t make things worse.

The Denver Post, January 26, 2020

That doesn’t sound like it came from an editorial board that is thrilled. Indeed, it is more akin to committed to the status quo. God forbid that anyone be inconvenienced by making the roads safer and encouraging more people to leave their cars at home.

Only a week ago, the same newspaper reported on how denizens of the Denver area are driving more when they should be driving less and on the unacceptable pollution of Colorado’s air.

The dangerous pollution that we breathe in every day inconveniences all of us while contributing to increasingly deadly changes in our atmosphere.

This is no time for weasel words and half-hearted measures that signal no real commitment to improving our lives. It is time to make people uncomfortable enough – to inconvenience them enough – to change their driving behavior.

Again, ask yourself why you drive and see if you can find another way to get around.

Pedal on.

B.J.

Thread: Why do you drive?

From @bjsmith on Twitter

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Ever wonder why you can’t see the Flatirons when you know they’re just a few miles away?

If you drive when you could take a bus or train or ride a bicycle or walk, it’s partly because of you. denverpost.com/2020/01/17/den…

The Denver Post @denverpost
What’s polluting Colorado’s air? 125 million tons a year of heat-trapping and hazardous gases

No, you don’t personally generate much of the more than 125 million metric tons of hazardous and heat-trapping gases that pollute Colorado’s air every year. But you contribute to the toxic mess we inhale every day. denverpost.com/2020/01/19/col…

Image by susancycles from Pixabay 

I’ve heard all of the reasons people commute by themselves in a motor vehicle every day. If you’re one of those people, ask yourself if you have a good reason or a lame excuse.

Take me, for example. I could drive my fuel-efficient car every day and save myself a little time between Longmont and Boulder. But…

My employer provides an EcoPass for me and everyone I work with.

I can read or write or talk to people on the bus rather than worry about the many motorists on their phones or texting at 65+ miles per hour on the Diagonal Highway.

I can spend almost $0.00/day on gas.

Fortunately, I’m healthy enough to enjoy commuting by bicycle some of the time, or some combination of bicycle and bus.

I am surprised and disappointed some days to see few others on their bicycles. This is Boulder County and I expect better.

All things and privileges considered, I have no real, valid reason to drive myself to work and back every day.

So I don’t.

What’s your excuse?

What I want for Christmas: a satellite, a force field, peace…

Someone asked what I want for Christmas, so here’s a list:

photo of satellite
Eye in the sky, image by PIRO4D from Pixabay 
  • My own spy satellite.
  • A force field around my bicycle to repel motor vehicles. (Two if you can swing it. One for me and one for Mrs. Smith.)
  • Peace on Earth.
  • A massive worldwide reduction in greenhouse gas emissions by the end of 2020.
  • A non-criminal POTUS.
  • Everyone to know the difference between tenet and tenant.
  • An end to the senseless arguments about Harvard commas, which we all know are just regular commas that are often used when they’re unnecessary.

Please be sure to reply to all so everyone knows what you’re getting me. I don’t want two satellites and no Peace on Earth.

Write on,

B.J.

Stopping by the world

Whose crimes these are I think I know.
Their place is in the fire below;
They will not see you shed a tear
Nor care a whit, death fast or slow.

The dying child is numb with fear
And choking as the end comes near
From breathing toxic fumes so thick,
From burning what we love so dear.

She gives the fog a wistful look
Remembering a pretty brook
That ran behind her house one day
Before the heat took it away.

The Earth was lovely, green with life,
But we cared so for things and strife,
And conquered her with greed so rife,
And conquered her with greed so rife.

Inspired by the poetry of Robert Frost.