Not motorcycling only, everything in the proximity of cars.
Fuck cars.
There is an anti-car community somewhere on Lemmy. Will look for the link.
Would you say dragon fuck cars?
NO NO N
Are the cars destroyed in the process?
Nothing triggers me more than motorcyclists. We moved from a big city in Germany to the countryside a couple years ago and I totally underestimated the amount of noise you guys make. On every sunny weekend, fat people in their mid-fifties dressed like sausages rattle along the country roads and wave at each other in a cool manner. Saturdays are annoying, Sundays seriously unbearable. We can’t have a conversation in the garden, even deep in the forest you can hear the engines roar. They hang around on the benches, bus stops and at the petrol station, smoking and talking on their phones. Ambulances once or twice a day, rescue helicopters every other week. One time friends came to visit and greeted me with: “There was a motorcyclist lying on the crossroads”. At the start of the season, two motorcyclists collided on a bend close to my home and both died. Casual! It was pretty quiet while the paramedics failed to save both of the fathers lifes.
Riding a motorcycle is such an embarrassing, reckless and mean-spirited pastime, it drives me insane. If I sell this house again, it will be because of you. I pray for a ban on driving on Sundays and public holidays and noise controls. Buy a racing bike, seriously!As someone who does ride, I understand your perspective, but your proposal of banning motorcycles on weekends and public holidays would be only doing one thing: letting the rich fucks ruin your day on a weekday with their bobbed Harleys and tough-guy cosplay, while working-class people, who picked up the hobby, would yearn even more for fascism, because “tHoSe lEfTiEs wAnnA bAn eVeryThiNg”.
But noise control - yes, please. You are on the streets, not on a track.
Maybe if electric motorcycles can become more popular the noise issue will lessen.
I really hope so! Unfortunately, being VERY LOUD is important to motorcycle-men and part of their ridiculous sense of community and freedom. That’s why I fear they will be one of the last to switch to electric motors.
you know what else is crazy? That prison sentence you get after you run me over for negligent manslaughter.
Unless I drive away, a close friend can’t even get insurance for her bike anymore, because a hit and run left her with a TBI, and she had to fight the insurance company to cover it.
Motorcycles might be dangerous as fuck (but fun as hell) but this is a good time to mention that for just about all of us driving is, by far, the most dangerous thing we do every day.
Sure would be cool to have protected lanes for !micromobility@lemmy.world though
Personally that’s why I enjoy riding. It requires me to let go of the idea that I have overarching control of my life. Any day could be my last, and if today is my last day I’d like to enjoy it.
Part of me thinks this is insane, part of me gets it.
Riding my bicycle in the city is my version of it. While it is dangerous and initially I felt too afraid to enjoy it, eventually I came to the attitude that the adrenaline rush and requirement to be so focused is a feeling of being more alive than if I was half zoned out in a car because I could be half zoned out.
I’ve always said I would love a motorcycle if I could feel safe but maybe your perspective here is what I need.
Agreed that it’s insane. The way I look at it is that there is an inherent amount of danger in any activity. Doesn’t matter how safe or dangerous something is, conscious acceptance of the risk is satisfying.
I think not experiencing life for the short time it exists is insane. Being that controlled by fear, I think that person’s ironically the biggest threat to their life, laying waste to experiences and opportunities to live it. A sane person wouldn’t do that to themselves.
There’s a balance though, right? Fear keeps us alive and is good at that. By this argument I could easily talk myself into trying heroin and be miserable then dead in 6 months.
To put it simply, “To live with as few regrets on the dying day as possible.” Fear helps us survive but also holds us back. It keeps people away from heroin, but also puts them in miserable ruts. Individually it’s different for all, but learning to control fear and not let it control you opens up a world of amazing possibilities and experiences. To have a life worth dying for is an achievement most squander until it’s far too late.
Yeah I’m just saying it’s not always easy to strike the balance. I’m several times more open to risk than my grandparents were, but I’m willing to bet I’m much more risk averse than you are. I think we are all controlled by “fear” to a large extent because if we weren’t, we wouldn’t last long.
I’ve been thinking about quitting my job for years. But there are so many pluses to it that it’s incredibly hard to go through with it. On the other hand, I’m a slave stuck inside most of my life. I haven’t figured out how to quit my job without blowing up my path to a secure retirement. It’s hard. Life’s hard.
Well, that’s easy. Just don’t make your retirement dependent on your current situation. Go explore the world and find better ways and meet good souls. You probably randomly stumbled into your situation through a jobs website or hiring agency. Not exactly a life defining moment when you can do it again any other week but now with a backlog of experience.
There’s a lot of better opportunities out there. And if you don’t like them, you can always come back. But sometimes pulling the plug feels scary because you don’t know what’s going to happen, despite plug pullers always saying it was the best thing they did.
