Well, that was wild
On Friday, one of my posts was featured on a portal site. A messload of people were sent down my series of tubes who would not have otherwise found this sleepy blog. To those of you who have returned: welcome! It’s been a long hot summer during which we did a lot less riding than we would have liked and I did basically no posting. So I have a sizeable backlog in the queue, not the least of which are a dozen posts on my visit to the Netherlands… over a year ago. Up later today, however: a very full Halloween. I hope you make it back for more.
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4-year-old sued for negligence
Manhattan is a funny place. I lived there for a lot of years. One of the things you come to accept is you could step off the curb and die at any moment. That’s part of the thrill of living there—it’s a tiny island jammed full of people scattering around at all hours, getting angry in the summer heat, driving like lunatics, tourists gawking at the tops of buildings instead of the people in front of them trying to get to work. Things are going to happen.
It’s also brimming with money, which means people get crazy over the stuff that most of us accept as the hassles and tragedies inherent in life.
So I’m not surprised to see a judge has ruled that a lawsuit can proceed against a 4-year-old girl for negligence. She was riding her bicycle on the sidewalk and collided with an 87-year-old woman who fractured her hip, had surgery and died three months later.
Manhattan is a hard place for kids. There’s not a lot of room for them to run and there’s even less room on the sidewalks for them to ride their bikes. And they don’t pay much attention to people other than themselves. That’s the reality of a New York sidewalk, whether it’s right or not.
When you mix modes, you’re going to have accidents, especially when children and the elderly are involved. Kids and adults alike ride their bikes on the sidewalks of New York because there is no other place for them to go. I don’t even want to consider the idea of whether a four-year-old can be found to have been negligent because it’s a detour into the absurd. The question we should be asking is why we don’t have a dedicated space in the city for people on bicycles, including our children.
(N.B. The Times article originally said she died three weeks later and implied the hip surgery was the catalyst, but has since been updated to say “three months later of unrelated causes.”)
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Born on a bicycle
I have the good fortune in the work that I do to have met a few Dutch people this year. When the conversation inevitably turned toward cycling, they all said the same thing: “The Dutch are born on bicycles.” The reason all that fantastic infrastructure works so well is because people start learning to use it properly as soon as they learn to ride. They learn about it at home; they’re taught lessons on it at school. By the time they are old enough to drive, they are already cyclists first, so they now have a stake in how cyclists are treated on the road by drivers. (It certainly helps that Dutch road laws put culpability firmly on drivers in collisions with cyclists.)
I was endlessly amazed by this when I was in Amsterdam and Haarlem. I rode dozens of miles and never once did a driver cut me off, make a turn too close, or try to sneak out into the bike lane when cyclists were coming. Understand that I live in an area of New England where it is perfectly acceptable to “sneak out” with your car into a four lane road in order to stop one of the two lanes of traffic on your way through a left turn. The nearly universal deference to the bicycles on the road in the Netherlands was like riding through a cycling amusement park. And that is the closest analogue we have in the States: fantasy.
We were once like the Dutch. At the end of the nineteenth century, America was making nearly half of all the bikes produced in the world. When the early twentieth century brought the rise of the mass-produced car, America experienced a steep decline in bicycle use, but in the Netherlands bicycle manufacturing continued to climb. We spent the next 100 years building our cities around cars while the Dutch continued to build theirs around the bicycle and pedestrians. It wasn’t until the 60’s and 70’s that their decline began, but it was quickly turned back once it became clear what a shift to auto-centric roads would mean.
That is simplifying history, but the point is the Dutch have had a much longer and more practical relationship with bicycles than we have. It’s become a part of their cultural framework in a way that will take generations to build here, and that’s all assuming the infrastructure, laws, and education are taking shape along with it. So while we’re working on that, let’s have our children born on bikes and seek out ways and places for them to ride which aren’t fantasy. That’s our plan, at least.
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Al fresco in a box
One toddler out for dinner is a task. Two toddlers out for dinner can border on torture—for everybody in the restaurant. This summer we had to decide whether we would be prisoners of our own creation or if we would take the children out to eat.
We took them out to eat. It sometimes bordered on torture.
Then we realized we could bike right up to sidewalk seating and use the bakfiets as a pack-and-play on wheels. It is brilliant. S and I can sit at a table, feed them, eat ourselves—all with no to limited struggling! Any meal with limited struggling is a meal from heaven. Plus, they can drop all the food they like in the bike and we only have to hose out the bigger chunks so the squirrels in our garage have no incentive to come down from their rafters.
(A firetruck is passing by just out of frame in this picture.)
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Jesus does not love cyclists
I was just given the finger by a woman with a needlepont crucifix hanging from her rear view mirror. I didn’t get out of her way with enough speed to her liking. There’s a cliche here about the universality of grouchiness on the road, but I don’t know what it is.
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Shout outs
Two surprising shout outs from the street today. This morning on the way to the farmer’s market, we got a “look at that silly thing!” from a little girl in her lawn. Which was of course hilarious.
Tonight on the way to ice cream, we passed a handful of people on a second-floor balcony. A woman clapped and shouted down to us just as we’d passed. I didn’t catch it because it was in Dutch. I only heard “Nederland” at the end. We’ve met a few Americans who’ve lived in Holland and recognized the long john style, but this was our first interaction with someone I assume was actually Dutch.
Unfortunately it was one of those things that didn’t completely register until we’d well passed and the after-dinner ice cream train can’t really afford the time to turn itself around without major complaints. Hopefully they live there and we’ll meet one day.
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Best exchange of late
Woman on the street: “Are you Dutch?”
Me: “No, just the bike.”
Woman: “Classic Amsterdam!”
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The Brooklyn bicycle sting
This story does not disappoint. My friend Jami’s bike was stolen in Brookyln, so she did what any angry New Yorker would do: she set up a sting with the cops in front of Peter Luger’s to get it back. If you like it, read more on her site and buy her books. They are very good. She writes them for a living.
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Where’d the bike rack go?
Where I work, bicycles and motorcycles share the same little corner of one of the back lots for parking. Most of the time there’s plenty of space to go around, but on clear summer days like today, the cyclists get this scenario above in which the bikers park their motorcycles right up to and around the bicycle rack, functionally blocking it off. Squeezing yourself through astride a bike and wedging it in against the rack is really more delicate a task than I want first thing in the morning. Not to mention the disregard for the cyclists who use the space.
So it goes.
I’d also note that I’ve brought this and other cycling-related issues up with various people here, all eventually stalling out at dead ends. While there are many lovely aspects to working for this company, they are painfully old school in a lot of ways. Still working on it, though!
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