Nerazzurri wrote:This morning, on the radio (XFM), I heard an ad full of random safety messages, such as don't cross at pedestrian crossings until the green man appears (not the pagan one! the one on the signal).
One of them was don't ride a bicycle without a helmet. No more information or justification, just that message. Sorry for no more details but I had just woken up! But then I listened more intently to see who the message was from, but nothing was said. Just a twenty second stream of random safety messages. LOL.
To me it just smacked of brain-washing the population. I've only just recently started cycling, and at first I didn't wear a helmet. I had one all the time, I just didn't wear it. Purchased it because I just assumed you wore one when on a bike. Then I read some articles on possible reasons for not using a helmet. But after around five weeks I've chosen, rightly or wrongly, that I want to wear it. But that's the thing, I've CHOSEN.
So I'm against compulsion and random and unaccountable media telling us to wear helmets.
Some time ago I was temporarily living in Japan. The Japanese are big on waiting for the green man. I tried it for a while and decided it wasn't for me (life's too short and sometimes there just isn't anything coming!)
One evening I was in a bit of a rush and reached a ped crossing, red guy was showing and the timer (they have cute little count down timers so you know how long you have to wait) showed I'd got a while to wait.
The road was empty apart from one car that was far enough away that I could run across and the crossing was populated by people waiting to cross.
Not being prepared to wait I made a dash across, unfortunately so conditioned are the Japanese they assumed that since I'd made a start then the green man must be showing and all followed me.
The scene was chaos, the guy in the car almost didn't know what to do, the peds just stood there like rabbits caught in his headlights unable to comprehend what had gone wrong in their world...
Fortunately he stopped in time and I made good my escape...
One of three possible morals.
Don't cross on the red guy.
When in Rome.
Don't be sheep.
Take your pick.