In RL, David always loses to Goliath

[flemmings]

Note to my fellow cyclists: Road rage gets you nowhere. Though seriously--

When a Star reporter visited Bryant's two-storey Victorian home on Foxbar Rd., at the intersection of St. Clair W. and Avenue Rd., a woman closed the curtains. She could then be seen in the window talking on the phone while two children played.

Brilliant investigative journalism, Toronto Star. 'We snooped around his house and looked through the windows and here's what we saw.' This is why my opinion of the jackals of the press is a few degrees lower than Prince Phillip's.

(And why do I never see 'comment here' notices on Star articles until after someone else has commented? Why was I not issued one of the Special Comment Invites?)

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[flemmings.livejournal.com]

Kinda mind-boggling, yes. I *understand* why a cyclist might break at being cut off by some dork on a cellphone for the fifty millionth time, but-- sheesh. 'Out cutlasses and board!' doesn't work. And in a convertible with the top down on a slow stretch of road like Bloor, how can you *not* see a cyclist behind you?

Oh yes- I forgot the part where the car was *in the wrong lane*. Pulling a u-ie, I'd guess. Which assholes will do on Bloor and you have to look out for it.