Does anyone else find this slightly disturbing?
Pretty sure, that if I saw this in person, I would have to destroy it.
Fight or flight, man.
Fight. Or. Flight.
Melissa Shoots the Agfa Optima (via |daniel|)
I’m not typically so vain, but I may or may not have had beer for dinner. Regardless, I’m ready to let the world (translation: The 8 people that follow me) know how much I effin love this photo that Daniel (center of my effin Universe) took of me on the island that I covet (I want a farm on Sauvie Island. Badly.)
“To boost urban bicycling, figure out what women want.”
Getting people out of cars and onto bicycles, a much more sustainable form of transportation, has long vexed environmentally conscious city planners. Although bike lanes painted on streets and automobile-free “greenways” have increased ridership over the past few years, the share of people relying on bikes for transportation is still less than 2 percent, based on various studies. An emerging body of research suggests that a superior strategy to increase pedal pushing could be had by asking the perennial question: What do women want?
In the U.S., men’s cycling trips surpass women’s by at least 2:1. This ratio stands in marked contrast to cycling in European countries, where urban biking is a way of life and draws about as many women as men—sometimes more. In the Netherlands, where 27 percent of all trips are made by bike, 55 percent of all riders are women. In Germany 12 percent of all trips are on bikes, 49 percent of which are made by women.
Women are considered an “indicator species” for bike-friendly cities for several reasons. First, studies across disciplines as disparate as criminology and child rearing have shown that women are more averse to risk than men. In the cycling arena, that risk aversion translates into increased demand for safe bike infrastructure as a prerequisite for riding. Women also do most of the child care and household shopping, which means these bike routes need to be organized around practical urban destinations to make a difference.
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Look, I’m an “indicator species”! All I want is to ride and not get encroached upon by autos. Give me my 3-foot berth, bitches!
Word.
