Comment Re:So what's the problem? (Score 1) 82
Sorry mate Slashdot didn't speak Unicode and neither do I, so those hex strings mean little to me.
You have zero clue how hard it is to
And yet mixed use developments are illegal in most of America, which is what I was referring to.
Copium in spades, for not being able to get a driver's license
Got my license at 17, passed first time after 10 lessons in London. Yeah boi. That was around 30 years ago. I don't presently own a car because it seems to me to be a waste of money, but subscribe to Zipcar for occasional use. I hire usually once or twice a year for holidays and a van more often for work.
I know it helps your view if the world to make up cute stories about people, but had it occurred to you that if those stories are wrong then maybe your view is off kilter?
independent on the bus (or some other equally poor*** dependent transit means) that renders you disabled to operate as a Western adult in a real sense.
Growing old is unavoidable. Growing up is optional. I have nothing against using the bus, I feel perfectly independent doing so. So does my apparently not adult 80 year old relative who cannot drive fro age related medical reasons. Is he not grown up enough for your liking? Ought he to have found a corrupt doctor and been a menace on the road until both he and an unfortunate victim died a fiery death?
Anyhow. I go to work, pay my taxes etc etc etc all without owning a car. It probably helps that of all the options for moving around, a car is one of the slowest. Glad I don't have to waste time like that!
ithout having to carry 96 shopping bags into a bus
That my fine fellow is civilisation.
And I bloody love it.
His life is a literal pinhole, centered around where he lives, where public transit goes, and wherever he can get anyone to take him (dwindling people as time goes by).
Well sucks to be him! If your idea of fun is slogging though tooting bloody high street at half four in the afternoon, or using the south circular ring troll at any time is your idea of enjoying life, well... No accounting for taste. You do you etc.
Meanwhile you know those car ads where some numpty in an overpriced, bloated car is cruising though a city with no traffic blocking them for mysterious reasons? That's my reality on my bike. Amount of time wasted in traffic? Zero.
Sometimes I stop on my way in in the park to watch the sparrows. Nothing like a good flock of sparrows.
I also find that it lifts a bad mood. If I be get out on the wrong side of bed, I'll usually be more cheerful by the time I arrive at work. Whereas drivers I find are always so angry. Angry at the road. Angry at other drivers. Angry at the traffic (they are never the traffic of course). Angry at pedestrians. Especially angry at cyclists who just refuse to pollute, kill thousands of people a year and get stuck in traffic.
So in summary. I can drive. Mostly, I choose not to because I live in a civilised place which allows me to make that choice rather than forcing one option on me. For that I am very glad.
South East London 4 lyfe.