Now I freely admit, most of what I've written on my blog, has not been fully thought through. But then I'm not yet road touring my views, as though I'm Jan Gehl, the way Mikael has been lucky to do. The problem with his thesis, is that it gives oxygen to horizontal rivalries between fellow cyclists, pitting sports riders against slow riders, etc.. Mikael himself doesn't play at that game, but his admirers sure do. The narrator of the above video would hug me on Friday if he saw me commuting on my Velorbis, then lynch me on Saturday for speeding past on my Lynskey. As members of a persecuted minority, we cyclists need to keep cool. It's those who don't ride bikes at all, or sympathize with us one little bit, who give us the grief, not members of rivaling bike tribes.
I cannot end this without exposing my jealousy, through the noble art of exposing another's hypocrisy. Copenhagen Cycle Chic gives great coverage to what one might call bling for their Dutch bike (baskets, bells, tassels), but suggests no such sources of bling for one's vacuum. He sells T-shirts and bags that so called "non-cyclists" can use to identify with cyclists of the slow cycling movement. Finally, if Mikael's own red Bullitt cargobike is just some everyday piece of poop, I would sure love to see this guy's washing machine! Anything else I might say, regarding for example his eye for the ladies, I know could be turned on myself one hundred times over, so I'll just say: keep up the snappin' there fella!
PUBLIC APOLOGY: I decided to amend what was a much nastier version of this post, and in the process delete Mikael's polite and good humoured response, because it made him look cool, and me look petty. Now I look cool (don't I?), as I deserve to, given I pay $25 per year for this site. BTW, I nicked that photo of Mikael from his site, which is not very cool.