Here’s the thing about Critical Mass, Man – it doesn’t have any LEADERS, Man.
Not officially, anyway.
But people are planning away right now, for tomorrow’s special OBEY THE LAW Critical Mass, July 31, 2015.
So this is the plan, Man. As with the recent Stop-In, cyclists would collectively stop for stop signs and red lights. The supposed concomitant traffic chaos during a Friday Evening Drive will, somehow, TEACH US ALL A LESSON about something. We’re going to be super-sorry that the SFPD dared to enforce a section of the CVC.
Anyway, that’s the word on the street, from some interested parties. (Oh, and check the official* SF Critical Mass Twitter – maybe they’ll have something.)
We’ll see how it goes. (It’s hard to herd cats, of course.)
Tourists just loooove CM, generally, you know, once they’ve been seated at the CHAYA on Embarc…
…or they’re already nearing their destination at the Fish Wharf:
(Both these shot show serendipitous(sp?) moments – everybody’s trying to understand what they’re looking at.)
But locals, I don’t know. Some of them don’t like the Commute Clot. Like people who would otherwise be taking these MUNI rides home. See how they stretch to the horizon? That was how Crit Mass looked, back in the day
Oh, you’re still here, Gentle Reader? Enjoy:
*And by that, the meaning is unofficial, officially. But, you know, wink wink, Man! Hey, don’t sue us, Man – that wouldn’t be groovy at all. ‘Cause like we organizers for these parades what sometimes have thousands of entrants, well, we have less liability insurance than the average impoverished Airbnb room letter. Man.