Why do you sit on the sidewalk with your 20-something loser friends so people can’t get by? And why’d you scream, “I live here bitch!” when I asked why? Seriously, did you have to go on a rant that we could still hear when we were a block away? Why can’t you have aloha and be pono? “I live here” isn’t an answer and isn’t an excuse to be rude, crude and stupid. I live here, … [Read more...] about Eh Brah: Get off the sidewalk!
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Eh Brah! Get your bike off the sidewalk!
Eh, Brah! I was walking on the sidewalk down Ka`ahumanu Avenue early the other morning. Suddenly, you whizzed by me from behind on a bike doing at least 20 miles per hour, less than a foot from me. Look, I’m 75 and have osteoporosis. If you’d clipped me and knocked me down, I could have fallen and broken my hip. Or given me a heart attack. There was a bike lane two feet away! … [Read more...] about Eh Brah! Get your bike off the sidewalk!
Eh Brah: Why can’t we all share the sidewalk?
I was biking home from work–a six-mile trek–when you appeared on a sidewalk with your thumb out hitching a ride. I suppose I was wrong expecting you to share the sidewalk. It’s what I would naturally do, so I was taken back by your shouting at me to get onto the shoulder of the road “where I belong!” We bicyclists use the shoulder because bike paths aren’t available to us so … [Read more...] about Eh Brah: Why can’t we all share the sidewalk?