Article by Catherine Porter in the Toronto Star:
Now, I drive a car too, and can list the reasons why I choose to bike most days: the smell of lilac bushes in the morning, the sense of freedom, the endorphins. But I can also tell you that I get frightened on my bike in a way I never am in a car. There’s no airbag protecting me. When you nudge too close, my heart races. And when you lean out of your window and tell me to go to hell, I don’t have a window to role up.
If I was driving, I’d likely forget your insult a few blocks later. On my bike, it will simmer for weeks.
Because we are exposed, we cyclists take things personally.
Perhaps this why the cycling community rallied around Darcy Allan Sheppard. He captures our anger at drivers who disrespect us and threaten our lives daily. One night last August, he was killed by a car. The driver, former attorney general Michael Bryant, was well known. That opened up the public forum to vent our grievances.
But he’s the wrong symbol for cyclists in the city.