I’ve noticed that the reactions to dead cyclists and rape survivors are awfully similar: discussions of what the victim should have been doing instead of whatever they did or didn’t do, nitpicking over what they were or weren’t wearing, and an emphasis that the perpetrator just made a mistake and shouldn’t be held responsible. We treat these events as regrettable but inevitable incidents. While they are very, very different, they both expose our willingness to blame the victim, rather than address the monsters in our midst.
In this short essay, Nikki Lee extends this similarity to apply more generally to the daily experiences of cyclists and women. It’s quite a powerful comparison. Share far and wide - particularly with men on bikes who just don’t get it.
And it’ll be my first bike ride since my accident. July 8, 2014. #fwod #fwodbrooklyn
Are you a woman who lives in Brooklyn? Get your butt to this ride, tonight at 8:30!
"Fearless Leader and Founder of Detroit Cyclepaths"
By @roulercycling: This month, we’re going to be celebrating women in cycling every single day.
I can’t think of a better way to kick this off than with the first woman cyclist I ever had a major crush on! Here’s Inga Thompson on her way to victory in the 1987 La Jolla Grand Prix.
#SwoonUnit — amirite??!? #cycling #womenscycling #roulandria
Photo lovingly gleaned from the internet that giveth. July 01, 2014 at 09:49AM http://ift.tt/1mQTAzu