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cross-posted from: https://lemmy.world/post/15976653
Man with suspended license appears in Michigan court over Zoom while driving
cross-posted from: https://lemmy.world/post/15976653
Man with suspended license appears in Michigan court over Zoom while driving
As a Dutch person I can’t imagine how you can live like that. My bike is my primary mode of transportation and it’s infinitely more convenient than using my car. It’s faster to get around, you can actually ride into the city center and park your bike right outside any shops you need to go to. With a car you need to park it at the edge of the shopping district and walk everywhere (while paying an absolute fortune for parking).
Even when the car is a little faster, I go by bike anyway. My parents live one city over and while it’s 20 minutes by car and 40 by bike, I’d rather cycle. Instead of sitting in a stuffy car on a boring road breathing in the exhaust fumes of the guy in front of me, I can ride my bike through the fields and woods, enjoy the fresh air and the sounds of nature. I go months between uses of my car.
How far (km) is it to your parents? What do you do when the weather is bad? I’m in Dallas. My husband drives 40 miles to work each way and my work is scattered across the city. Shopping is usually stopping someplace with a parking lot on the way home. I would love to live in a city where there was a non-car option. Our public transit is not very efficient and for most people here, biking is just for fun - ‘going for a bike ride’ after work or on the weekend.
You truly don’t understand how large US cities are. Mine isn’t even in the top 10 in the country and it takes us 30 min driving at 65mph to drive from the north end to the south. That’s not a metro area, that’s within city limits. No one can bike around here and survive. For recreation, sure, we have bike lanes. It’s extremely difficult for anything else.
This is kind of true for me. My parents technically in another city, but the same metropolitan area. About 25-30 minutes by car, about 40-50 minutes by e-bike.
But the last time I biked there, I (and my little dog, strapped to my chest) almost got killed by a driver who was impatient with me not going enough over the speed limit. I was going about 27 or 28 in a 25mph zone. They passed me illegally, almost got hit, and would’ve slammed into me if they had gotten hit.
Bike infrastructure just isn’t here in most places. Our cities are sprawling because much of the US has no shortage of land, and cars are an integral part of navigating them. It blows.
It’s not just infrastructure, it’s the drivers as well. When I visit my parents I usually take the scenic route, which consists for a large part of narrow 60km/h roads that are shared with cars. The difference is that pretty much everyone who drives a car also cycles a lot. It’s also drilled into us during driving lessons to watch out for cyclists, since they are everywhere.
I’m so envious.
The ironic part is that I live in West Michigan. A huge portion of the population here calls themselves “Dutch” because their families immigrated here from the Netherlands a few generations ago. There’s a saying around here, “If you ain’t Dutch, you ain’t much.” So many names have “Van” or “Vander” or “stra” somewhere.
But of course they aren’t Dutch, they’re American. And their families left the Netherlands for many reasons, but a major one for the families that have been here the longest is that the Netherlands wasn’t conservative enough for them. So they’re like, the polar opposite of the modern Netherlands.
But there is a pretty good biking culture here compared to some other parts of the US. Unfortunately, that comparison isn’t particularly useful since most of the US doesn’t seem to care at all about cyclists.
I never understood that about Americans, claiming to be some other nationality. If you’re Dutch, then show me your Dutch passport.
It’s so weird, because when I as a European hear someone say “I’m <nationality>” I assume they are a citizen of that country, not that their great-great-great grandparents lived there. I wouldn’t even know where my ancestors lived that far back. I know my grandparents were Dutch, but I have no idea whatsoever about any generations before that.