MSM Writer From the Marina Times Goes a Little Crazy in Her BMW SUV – Tries to Teach Cyclist a Lesson

OH MY. HERE COMES AN ACCOUNT FROM THE GREAT WHITE NORTH, SAN FRANCISCO’S MARINA DISTRICT. (THINK OF THE PLACE AS SAN FRANCISCO’S VERY OWN LITTLE SLICE OF MARIN COUNTY.)

LEAVE US BEGIN. TAKE IT AWAY, HELEN LOVEJOY / SUSAN DYER REYNOLDS:

Page Street has become the bane of my existence where bicyclists behaving badly are concerned.”

OK, LET’S CHECK THE WICKTIONARY, YOU KNOW, JUST TO BE SURE: “A cause of misery or death; an affliction or curse.” CAUSE, YOU KNOW, I STILL DON’T KNOW WTF YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT, EXCEPTING FOR YOU NOT LIKING BIKES ON PAGE STREET, WHICH, BTW, IS A FUNNY PLACE FOR A RICH WHITE LADY FROM THE MARINA TO BE HANGING OUT ON A REGULAR BASIS. BUT ANYWAY.

Driving home one recent afternoon, I stopped at a four-way sign, looked all directions, and proceeded into the intersection. Out of nowhere, a bicyclist flew through the stop sign to my left, riding right in front of me, forcing me to slam on the brakes.

UH, YOU LOOKED BUT YOU DIDN’T SEE. MMMM…. PERHAPS THE CYCLIST WAS SURPRISED THAT YOU ACTUALLY STOPPED. I’D RECOMMEND A CALIFORNIA STOP INSTEAD OF THE WAY THAT YOU STOP.

I came inches from hitting him, but he didn’t notice. As he pedaled along the right side of the street, I pulled up next to his rickety bike, rolled down my window, and said, “You have to stop at stop signs just like cars do.”

RICKETY? I THINK THAT’S MEANT AS AN INSULT? NOW ACTUALLY, RICH WHITE LADY, I THINK BIKES ARE GIVEN MORE LEEWAY IN SAN FRANCISCO THAN CARS. KEEP THAT IN MIND THE NEXT TIME YOU VENTURE INTO THE HAIGHTS.

The scrawny, pale, twenty-something with thinning curly dark hair – wearing only Bermuda shorts, a T-shirt and, of course, no helmet – flipped me off and shouted a string of expletives.

SCRAWNY, PALE, THINNING HAIR? MORE DEETS! WE GOTS TO HAVE MORE DEETS!

I felt my Sicilian blood boiling as I kept pace with him.

THIS IS WHAT SUPERVISOR JANE KIM CALLS “WHITE PRIVILEGE,” I MEAN, I’M JUST SAYING, RIGHT?

“Why is it you think you’re exempt from the law?” Suddenly and without warning, like the snake that he was, Curly whipped his head around and spit at me from the passenger side.

SNAKES WHIP THEIR HEADS AND SPIT? OK FINE, RWL.

I was in the process of rolling up the window, so his wad of spit didn’t hit me. Instead, it bubbled slowly down the window of my just-washed car.

JUST WASHED? KELL DOMAGE!

I kept pace with Curly, rolling the window down part way again. “What you just did qualifies as battery in the state of California,” I yelled, “and you should be arrested for road rage.”

UH, NOT REALLY.

Curly laughed and flipped me off with both hands as he steered the bike with his knees.

UH, IRL? I DON’T THINK SO.

“What are you going to do about it?” he asked smugly. Curly sped up and so did I, pulling in front of his bike, and trapping him between my SUV and the car parked next to him.

UH, I THINK YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TELL PEOPLE STUFF LIKE THIS? I MEAN, YOU”RE NOT SUPPOSED TO PUT THIS KIND OF A STATEMENT INTO A NEWSPAPER, NO MATTER HOW PODUNK / PICAYUNE IT IS.

As he came to a screeching halt, I rolled the window down a couple of inches. What color he had in his pale face drained and suddenly the smug smile was gone. “Are you crazy?” he asked, his voice shaking.

YOU GO GIRL! YOU GO, YOU CRAZY RICH WHITE GIRL!

Any ability I had to be rational went out my spit-covered window.

HE DROVE YOU TO IT! JUST LIKE IN THE BURNING BED!

“If I was crazy I would crush you like a bug right now,” I screamed. “Fortunately for you, I’m not crazy – but the next person you spit at might be and they could run you over or pull out a gun and shoot you.”

I’M SPEECHLESS.

Suddenly Curly was mute. Having made my point, and thinking maybe Curly learned his lesson, I rolled up the window and continued on my way home.

WOW, I THINK WE’RE GOING TO HAVE TO CUT THIS OFF. PICKING UP HERE:

More than ever, I believe it’s time to hold bicyclists accountable for their actions, and that means license numbers that are visible to cops, victims and witnesses – just like on the cars and motorcycles they share the streets with.

AND I THINK WE SHOULD HAVE PEDESTRIAN LICENSES – WHO’S WITH ME?

IN CLOSING, RICH WHITE LADY, YOU CRAY-CRAY.

AND NOT IN A GOOD WAY.

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5 Responses to “MSM Writer From the Marina Times Goes a Little Crazy in Her BMW SUV – Tries to Teach Cyclist a Lesson”

  1. John Murphy says:

    Yet I keep hearing that the cyclists should leave Fell and Oak to the cars and Page should be for bikes…

  2. sfcitizen says:

    I heard about this once, from a Haight Ashbury homeowner/business owner type of group. I haven’t heard about it lately.

    The City can’t very well ban bikes from Oak or Fell and routes on Page and Hayes would go unused, for the most part…

  3. jeff says:

    I wrote that woman an email. So much of her vendetta towards cyclists stems from igonorance and jealousy, as far as I can tell.

    She goes to a bicycle boulevard, she drives not assuming that cyclists will use the road, gets angry, makes imaginary political policy, goes to a bicycle boulevard again, ad nauseum.

    She then goes on to write of how she spend weeks giving her dog cancer treatment in Davis, and actually lived there during this time. Of course, she drops how an angry cyclist pointed out she was a BMW driver.

    All this privilege, yet she is coming after cyclists. Perhaps all she has to show for this lavish lifestyle of hers is a shallow writing job and a sickening doughy visage.

  4. No name says:

    I’m with this lady! If I almost hit/killed someone who flew through a stop sign I would be scared then pissed. Then to be flipped off, my fire would be lite too! Who spits? I’m mean really all of you bad mouthing this lady are going to say you would not be compelled to react? What if someone spit at your wife or daughter, Husband or son?
    Okay the pursuit of the idiot is taking it far.
    I’m sure one day his wreck-less bike riding will get him hit.
    Then guess all you band wagon jumpers will again be blaming the driver for hitting the stupid bike rider who can’t follow the laws of the road.

  5. herb neumann says:

    nice little bit of fiction,based on real premise,but gave her 2 middle fingers while steering the bike with his knees,”steering the bike with his knees”?fake

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