of Maria Laura Rodotà from Corriere.it [ Original link ]
Milan cycling by joke. With more runways and more cyclists everyone gains in health
Good morning everyone. We are Kamik ze bikes. Those who curse when we pass on the sidewalks, we're sorry, but it's better to be insulted to be torn apart by a tram. Those threatened with the horn when our presence will keep you from using a narrow street as a highway, and pass on the fly. Pedal to move quickly, to keep in shape, and good citizenship, think how much pollution you save by not using cars and motorcycles, many people will leave on public transport.
think also (data made Notice the day before yesterday) that between us there is a dead day , more forty shelters. We use the most environmentally friendly, and the most dangerous. And many of us live in one of the flattest city in Europe, Milan, however, with bicycle paths from joke. Few, often peripheral, often led to nowhere. Not if they make more, right now. Undercut their parking lots, the commissioners are concerned. He did not come to mind, the commissioners, even some sop to normal European city. How to bring the bike in the meter, which would simplify the lives of many commuters. Or draw two parallel stripes on wide sidewalks creating tracks and avoiding war between the poor, cyclists, pedestrians; Paris and Berlin, to say, so live decently. Instead, well, at the Milan bike racks in the City remain firm.
And it is good, perhaps; ride here is not a sport for girls. must be careful; consolation of thinking about the hardships our impeccable environmental footprint, repeat "the only illegal thing I do in life is riding on sidewalks, they are a decent person, what the heck." What the heck. We are not a band of black bloc, a Milan in ten use the bike. But if there salissimo all together, every day, on those blessed sidewalks? Maybe someone would listen. Perhaps, with more lanes and more cyclists we gain all in health, air quality, and we would be more beautiful (but you risk your life so you can save the gym). Maria Laura
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