I drive a private motorcycle sometimes. It's not like I don't have empathy. I get it - the allure of the ultimately selfish option that puts your comfort and convenience over everyone else's. In abomination cities like Houston it's not like there's an alternative, and society kowtows to you so much as a driver it's no wonder why every driver parked on a sidewalk is confused as I explain to them why what they're doing is wrong. You can almost see their thoughts writ across their face: "but, there was no parking available, and this was free space. Free space in cities is... For cars..." Never mind they're about to get out of their car and become a pedestrian themselves!

Thanks for the warning, but a couple decades of activism has tought me long ago to let go of the idea of winning total support from the most strident opposition. Sometimes people just need to be dragged kicking and screaming into a better world for them and their neighbors. That's ok.