December 1, 2005
There is a law known in nature as natural selection. The weakest of the herd are caught by the predator, the bighorn sheep with the biggest horns defeats his competitors and mates with the hot lady bighorn sheep. The Minnesotan drives his pick up truck across the partially frozen lake with only 4 inches of ice and plunges to an icey death. It still happens today, whether it's weakness or stupidity, the evolution of animals (humans are animals too) is constantly evolving.
So as I got dropped by another cyclist last night who seemed hellbent on going faster than what seemed safe on the snowy roads during rush hour, I notice he didn't have ANY tail lights on his bike. Just the standard issue reflector, as if that's going to do anything. C'mon guy, it's winter and motorists have a hard enough time driving already. Not to mention believing their eyes when they see us riding a bicycle this time of year.
Being that a car is like the badass hungry lion and you are like the wimpy gimpy bunny rabbit, you're going to loose. You won't get to mate with the hot bunny girl, you won't pass go and collect $200 and your revolution will not be televised. Go get some flashing lights and keep the batteries fresh. I don't mean one of those dangling flashers hung onto your courier bag that point straight up in the air, I mean put some serious LEDs back there and watch how much room cars will start to give you.
It's winter, get lit up.
