|A rare insightment: a sign that begs to be torn down|
|Police supervise vehicle parking in the Kent Avenue bike lane:|
a stark illustration of the depth of the city's problem.
It’s certainly no coincidence, I suspect, that a recently highly-publicised incident in New York where a police detective unleashed a tirade of racist vitriol at an Uber driver started when the detective was under the strain of looking for a parking spot.
I remember one resident's telling me in Fort Greene, when I was working on a story about the introduction of Citibike to the area, how he resented the loss of two parking spaces for a bikeshare station on his street. He already frequently spent half an hour circling looking for a parking spot at the end of a journey.
“What do I have to do?” he asked me. “Sell my house and move to where I can have a driveway?”
|Who needs loading zones when you can get your watermelons|
out in the middle of a busy street in The Bronx?
|Right by an intersection? Check. In the bike lane? Check.|
Challenging weather? Check. The NYPD leads in New York's
parking chaos by terrible example.
|Five vehicles double-parked nose-to-tail in a rush-hour bike lane.|
In other news, New York's cycling rate seems to be stalling.
|Nelson St: if you see the bikes locked to that pole and think|
they're ruining the place, you'll fit right in.